So we're advancing towards a new age
I'm confused as to if this ones on its last legs or in its infant stage
I'm constantly shifting my gaze from that three point framed stare
To rest upon the soft green light that sits at night upon the bay

Meanwhile I'll jump back on the conveyer belt
Have machines shape me and stamp me and spit me out
and send me on my way
to where I just can't say

And ill swim frantically to keep from harm
As most of us do from the moment we're born
Like a fish in a bucket
just dodging bullets

And taking time to perfect our goose steps
Or stumbling clumsily like a toddler with arms outstretched
I'm forever thankful to have so many motherly hands
That will reach out on instinct at any sign of my unsteadiness

Because men are not as mighty
as they would like to think
They can be brought to their knees by single microscopic parasites
Choking on grains of rice
Or a calculated smile
from across the bar
The masters of the universe
Blinded by specks of dust
Or bed ridden, coughing up dignity
And eventually beaten into submission
pupils like black holes gaping in recognition
Clinging fearful to someones holy vision
Or with palms shown in resignation
That we all go the same way
And in the night the storms will erase all the prints in the sand and the clay

I've been places that will go on as before
From when their knuckles pale to when their empires fall
Where there are people who know the value of each and every soul
And aren't concerned to acknowledge the debts they might be owed
I swear they have no bounds to their being
like they've swallowed a universe that's still expanding
And they will toil in the soil to provide your daily bread
When we have drained the well they'll drop their buckets for the dregs
I don't know if its giving up
Or just fool's luck