I look across the field and past the sewer line, over the mountain range ignore the road that climbs
I glare across the ocean bypass the boats that glide, peer into the forest refuse the loss of lives.

Is the answer love, is the answer peace? Surely it can't be freedom or the will to go green
Could it be knowledge, or publicity? When I contemplate this, honestly I just don't see.

I don't see new generation, hope for humanity
I don't see a great change coming, ideas oh so revolutionary.

I see doom, I see fear
I see destruction and a falseness.

I see lies
And I see a darkness.