A boot stamping on a face sets the scene
for reality openly obscene
Taught not to question the roles we are granted
quelling urges of thoughts any grander
But I guess that it's hard to see
the horizon of a sullied sea
when ocean's stirred and the current wrecks
and shallow waters cover necks
A manufactured permanent consent
A vision in two definitions
Did Fuller's Spaceship Earth crash and burn?
Was Imagine just a song?
Can currents change their paths?
Withered voices given strength
After being kept at length
- For tacit credence cause the end -
And only then may we ascend
Only reaching far behind
leads to rigid state of mind
It's never-questioned validity
borders on morbidity
So don't look back but fix your eyes
towards wherever change may lie
A vision reborn is means to end
But as of now we just pretend