Pushing these tin cans around every city street When it was so hard to feel the abvious need for a power feeding We sit here, you hold my hand We'll watch water lapping on sand And now it's all gone And culture disappeared All opposition came and went away And the times changes It's uselesss you see They tried The sign were always in eyesight Scrawled in block capitals on walls Warning shots get lost in this saturation Crush bone between brick and bomb blast Lifelines can be smashed like gla** and then they're gone Infinite variation lost Stories of the past gone All we have now are supplements for a limited lexicon Gone They broke the information Lost stories of the past Gone All we have now are supplements for a limited lexicon 2075 AD, we'll be Caspian Sea You and me aged so much, so quickly And the unchangeable became the unthinkable Was quickly attained and it quickly became the now At 2075 AD the Caspian Sea resembles Blackpool Pleasure Beach With red rock Red waves and no hope