I have seen what you call progress
Every warning sign ignored
And there‘s a muffled voice of reason
But we can‘t make out the words
And though the balance we struck was delicate
There was a sense of right and wrong
We tried to stem this flow with a tourniquet
But now the patient‘s dead and gone
When we owe more than we‘re worth
And they‘re changing the locks on the doors
We raised glassеs high on the bottom line
On a street engulfеd in flames, yeah
But on goes the show
When the city streets are barricaded, a chaos we ourselves created
When there‘s nothing left tell me, where will you go?
When the factories are automated, broken dreams incorporated
Gather your things for there‘s nowhere to go
We are children of licit gods
Better angels, darker days
But we‘re holding onto this cause
Like palm trees in a hurricane
We chased every second in clothes that we slept in
But they still got away
When the city streets are barricaded, a chaos we ourselves created
There‘s nothing left tell me, where will you go?
When the factories are automated, broken dreams incorporated
Gather your things for there‘s nowhere to go
Nowhere to go!
Was this place ever our home?
Were these lines ever our own?
Are we just reading from the pages, yeah, just putting on a show?
Are you along just for the ride?
Keep all hands and feet inside
Will you steer us all to safety so at least they know you tried?
Broken dreams
Broken dreams incorporated
Broken dreams
Broken dreams incorporated
Broken dreams!
Broken dreams incorporated
Broken dreams!
Broken dreams incorporated
No longer asking, we are taking
And tomorrow will be what we make it
