| I have seen what you call progress
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| Every warning sign ignored
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| There’s a muffled voice of reason
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| But we can’t make out the words
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| Though the balance we struck was delicate
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| There was a sense of right and wrong
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| We tried to stem this flow with a tourniquet
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| But now the patient’s dead and gone
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| When we owe more than we’re worth
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| And they’re changing the locks on the doors
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| We raised glasses high to the bottom line
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| On a street engulfed in flames
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| But on goes the show…
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| When the city streets are barricaded
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| A chaos we ourselves created
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| When there’s nothing left, tell me where will you go?
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| When the factories are automated
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| Broken dreams incorporated
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| Gather your things, but there’s nowhere to go
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| We are children of lesser gods
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| Better angels, darker days
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| But we’re holding on to this cause
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| Like palm trees in a hurricane
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| We chase every second
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| In clothes that we slept in
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| But they still got away
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| When the city streets are barricaded
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| A chaos we ourselves created
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| When there’s nothing left, tell me where will you go?
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| When the factories are automated
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| Broken dreams incorporated
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| Gather your things
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| But there’s nowhere to go?
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| Nowhere to go
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| Was this place ever our home?
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| Were these lines ever our own?
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| Are we just reading from the pages
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| Just putting on a show?
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| Are you along just for the ride?
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| Keep all hands and feet inside
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| Will you steer us all to safety
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| So at least they know you tried?
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| (Broken dreams
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| Broken dreams, inc
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| Broken dreams
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| Broken dreams, inc)
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| Broken dreams
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| Broken dreams, inc
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| Broken dreams
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| Broken dreams, inc
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| No longer asking
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| We are taking
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| Tomorrow will be
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| What we make it |