Pin your hopes to progress and medication
'til there's no difference
Between the static and the station
Memories and dried flowers lose their scent
The shape is similar, but it's missing what it meant
So say it all again
You'll do it all and more
Oh yeah it's all been done before
Except for one last war
You almost had it, there in your imagination
Between the trail of tears
And the flood of information
History gets twisted 'til it seems it is unreal
Otherwise in the future it will have no ma** appeal