The voiceless millions suffer and empty skies don't offer
comfort, love, a**istance - anything but rain.
A world of robots, flesh and bone, unguided and alone,
no higher scheme to justify the pain.
Natural beauty, s***e and time, all wonder without mind,
no purpose and no meaning to it all.
The child within keeps looking up, it hopes and will not stop
searching beyond the laboratory walls.
A look at the world through brave open eyes
reveals beauty invisible to the blind
who still cry over these lines.
In the shadow of a cloud of uncertainty and doubt,
existence without moral absolutes.
All along we sense the threat of nothingness ahead,
a terror that no remedy can soothe.
A look at the world through brave open eyes
reveals beauty invisible to the blind
Existence in denial of the facts,
where the dreamer is deluded but relaxed.
Where the grasslands of reality could flourish,
there are bare plains and dried up riverbeds.
A look at the world through brave open eyes
ignores comforting, nonsensical lies.
comfort, love, a**istance - anything but rain.
A world of robots, flesh and bone, unguided and alone,
no higher scheme to justify the pain.
Natural beauty, s***e and time, all wonder without mind,
no purpose and no meaning to it all.
The child within keeps looking up, it hopes and will not stop
searching beyond the laboratory walls.
A look at the world through brave open eyes
reveals beauty invisible to the blind
who still cry over these lines.
In the shadow of a cloud of uncertainty and doubt,
existence without moral absolutes.
All along we sense the threat of nothingness ahead,
a terror that no remedy can soothe.
A look at the world through brave open eyes
reveals beauty invisible to the blind
Existence in denial of the facts,
where the dreamer is deluded but relaxed.
Where the grasslands of reality could flourish,
there are bare plains and dried up riverbeds.
A look at the world through brave open eyes
ignores comforting, nonsensical lies.