Over and out we power down We put our bombers on the ground In silent bookends of the east In struggle for peace Over and done they close the shop Another iron curtain drop Listening to the vipers move Red dragon to black smoke So the dusty old world is bound to slide away And still I am paralysed frightened When the changes take place Eagerly waiting to board the train Like a desert flower cries for rain And soon the ma**es turn the stone Deceived to the bone Iconized fathers of the land From labour doom we take a stand With newborn right to speak our mind We leave you behind So the dusty old world is bound to slide away And still I am paralysed frightened When the changes take place Well worn out sisters who worked the fields And brothers who turned the Union wheels With no reward on earth in sight They'd cry to the night Finally hit the end of the rope No more stars in their kaleidoscope Promised land still not in sight Black holes in their eyes So the dusty old world is bound to slide away And still I am paralysed frightened When the changes take place Over and out Over and done This dusty old world Is bound to slide away Over the hill the old world scramble A rusty engine shady hammer To fertilize the "what's to come" Make up for all the damage done Everyone loves to see the sun Of brighter futures just begun Rise up from the factory floor And walk out the floor