The antique people are in the dungeons Run by and afraid of the tax Their heads in the and their hands on their eyes their hearts around circular tracks
Pretending forever their masquerade Are not really riddled widening cracks And I wave goodbye to And hello to the air
Oh the new children I am young all around the I will live swaying by I am strong to the breeze from the
I can painting the sky You the strange with the of sun Seed of day they fly Feel the as all become one the way, know the way
The velocity addicts explode on the Ignoring the and moving so fast Their nerves apart and they gasp but can't breathe They run from the of the skeleton past
by tradition in a nightmare they stagger Into nowhere at all and look up aghast And I wave goodbye to And smile to a rose
Oh the new children I am young under the trees I will live sky or gray I am strong they at ease
I can moving so slow You the strange serenely they can of day gracefully grow Feel the and yes still understand the way, know the way, know the way
King and the queen in castle of billboards Sleepwalk down the hallways dragging All possessions and transient treasures As they go to the electronic shrine
On is playing the late late commercial That house of the opulent blind And I goodbye to Mammon And smile hello to a
Oh the new buy I am all the world for a song I live without a dime I am strong to they belong
I can nobody owns You the strange anything, Seed of day grown Feel the change up so big can share Know the way, the way
The generals cavort on the stage And shatter their audience with submachine And freedom and the acrobat clowns Do a balancing act on the of our sons
While the tap dancing sings War is peace And love the magician in the fun And I wave goodbye to And hello to the rain
Oh the new can't I am young tell a foe a friend I will live to enchant I am strong and so glad to
I can handfuls of dawn You the strange to men Seed of day come beyond Feel the The Great Wall of Skin the way, know the way
The husbands are jesters who listen Like sheep to the shrieks and of their wives And the men who aren't men, leave the alone See them all love on a bed made of knives
Afraid to discover or trust in their And in secret they will never survive And I wave to ashes And smile to a girl
Oh the new children I am young they are so to learn I live womanhood bliss I am strong and the man fire that
I can give no fear You the strange they take off clothes Seed of day honest and Feel the change as a river that Know the way, the way, know the way
The people are fading out slowly newspapers flaming in mind suicide Godless and direction less loons Their sham sandcastles in the tide
They put on their death masks, compromise The new children will live for the elders died And I wave goodbye to And hello to the world