Two men with empty pockets
Put lipstick on a little girl
And another dream goes by
They make her ride the rockets
That fall into a sea of pearl
And another dream goes by
Power stealing through
Fading out of view
Our cruel inventions
The Beat generation
All got on the morning train
And another dream goes by
They left me at the station
Breathing dust from hopeless rain
And another dream goes by
Power stealing through
Fading out of view
Our cruel inventions
Un-invent the wheel of endless greed
Let conscience run like a river, like a dreamer
A world of elevators
With music like magazines
And another dream goes by
Magnetic separators
Dvided by a wall of screens
And another dream goes by
Power stealing through
Fading out of view
Our cruel inventions
Inventions
Inventions
Inventions
Inventions
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