We follow our own instincts, we're livin' in between
The struggle of the races continues on the scene
A million miles above us the spirit is unseen
Beyond our small horizon it's got a perfect dream
We travel through the ages, we follow our dreams
But the spirit of a free world is the final dream
The sun, the wind, and water are all we really need
We waste our time on fighting to satisfy our greed
We travel through the ages, we follow our dreams
But the spirit of a free world is the final dream
But the spirit of a free world is the final dream
We're about to lose control now, the prophecy is clear
Does it help to sigh and hope with sentimental fear?
S.O.S. no more lifeboats here
If I could ask the maker about the master plan
Could he give an answer, would I understand?
Our ignorance will drive us on, the world remains obscene
But the spirit of a free world is the final dream