Cast your eyes into the distance

try to focus on it all

find a spirit of resistance

instead of pride before the fall

forge some opposition

from desperate strands

it ain't the prettiest position

as a century ends



Unstable situation

faces made of wax

streams of melting glass

sheets of butchered facts

and the roar of the machine

hooded hearts and jewelled hands

and anger spilling out like gasoline

as a century ends



Everything I seen, everything that I heard

it ain't even the tip of the iceberg

fire down memory lane

so pass me the rose tinted glasses again



Through a fog of contradiction

out to the lake of tears

see society admiring its own reflection

chase a light that shines and disappears

now be careful what you say, 'cos reality offends

just sit back, and let your soul decay

as a century ends



And its easy to get weary

as you fight to get it done

against a popular theory

that its over before its even begun

strain the limit of compassion

tend a wound that never mends

and honesty still out of fashion

as a century ends