Cast your eyes into the distance   Try to focus on it all   Find a spirit of resistance   Instead of pride before the fall   Forge some opposition   From disparate strands   It ain't the prettiest position   As a century ends      Unstable situation   Faces made of wax   Streams of melting glass   Sheets of butchered facts   The roar of the machine   Hooded hearts and jewelled hands   And anger spilling out like gasoline   As a century ends      Everything I seen, everything that I heard   It ain't even the top of the iceberg   Fire down memory lane   So pass me my rose tinted glasses again      Through a fog of contradiction   Out to the lake of tears   See society admiring it's own reflection   Chase a light that shines and disappears   Careful what you say, 'cause reality offends   Just sit back and let your soul decay   As a century ends      And it's easy to get weary   As you fight to get it done   Against a popular theory   That it's over before it's even begun   Strain the limit of compassion   Tend a wound that never mends   And honesty still out of fashion   As a century ends