In the morning we built the In the afternoon walked through its Evening saw us
We through our days as if they would never end All of us imagined we had endless to spend We hardly saw the crossroads and small attention To landmarks on the journey the cradle to the grave, to the grave, cradle to the grave
Did you to dream in the morning? Abandon in the afternoon? without hope in the evening?
Did you there in the traces and let 'em feed you lies? Did you trail along behind them blinkers on your eyes? Did you kiss the that kicked you, did you thank them for scorn? Did you ask for forgiveness for the act of being born, act of being born, act of born?
Did you alter the of the city? any change in the world you found? Or did you observe all the
Did you read the notices, did you keep off the grass? Did you shuffle up the pavements just to let your pass? Did you learn to keep mouth shut, were you seen but never heard? Did you to be obedient and jump to at a word, to at a word, jump to at a word?
Did you any answers? The who and the what and the reason Did you ever question the
Did you stand aside and let 'em choose while you second best? Did you let 'em skim the off and give to you the rest? Did you settle for the shoddy and did you it right To let 'em rob you right and left and never a fight, never make a fight, make a fight?
What did you in the morning? How did you know in the afternoon? Were you in the evening?
Did they teach you how to when you were at the school? Did the factory help you, you the maker or the tool? Did the place where you were living enrich your life and Did you reach some of all your fellow men, all your fellow men, all fellow men?