Child of tomorrow, painful is today
Fathom if you can
Burning bridges, concrete and clay
Lighting candles searching in the night
For a voice of reason
In the age of wrong am I right?
Modern visions portray just society
Will it be righteous in time
Too much, too much thinkin' yes I know
Too much thinkin' tryin' to understand
Steal away each and everyone
Contemplate the madness before the deed is done
See tomorrow coming, shake the hand of fate
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Is it all too late
Prophets of doom fearful of the violence
Preaching to no one at all