With so much here to worry for
Where went the big I can
As opportunity closes another door
For The New Millennial Man

Promised this and that in the past
From the upper echelon
Only to have our hopes dashed
As the world outside rubs us wrong

Like a dooms day prophet preaching
After predictions fail to land
Holding tight the sliver of hope
For The New Millennial Man                

Are we done paying attention
To our needs not being met
With all the noise it's hard to listen
How many second chances will we get

Would you mind this time showing us a sign
Or at least a helping hand
As our kind dies on the vine
The New Millennial Man