The waters stagnant
The wind won’t blow
National laryngitis
And no one knows
And no one sees
Our generations so empty
Were apathetic
So unoriginal and bleak
We haven’t got a voice
We haven’t got a face
Where’s the infinity?
Come on evolution pick up the pace
Where’s the great poets?
Where’s the philosophers?
Abstract artists
All I see are pretentious mindless shoppers
We are the future
We are tomorrow
So let us all bring light
And forego the sorrow
No pensions
Just tension
No security
Conformity
They don’t care
They don’t see
They want what’s now
And what’s trendy
Fakes and phonies they surround me
Actors leading false lives
How oh how will
Our generation survive?
Dec 3, 2013
Dec 3, 2013 at 5:34 PM UTC
The waters stagnant
The wind won’t blow
National laryngitis
And no one knows
And no one sees
Our generations so empty
Were apathetic
So unoriginal and bleak
We haven’t got a voice
We haven’t got a face
Where’s the infinity?
Come on evolution pick up the pace
Where’s the great poets?
Where’s the philosophers?
Abstract artists
All I see are pretentious mindless shoppers
We are the future
We are tomorrow
So let us all bring light
And forego the sorrow
No pensions
Just tension
No security
Conformity
They don’t care
They don’t see
They want what’s now
And what’s trendy
Fakes and phonies they surround me
Actors leading false lives
How oh how will
Our generation survive?
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