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