Pushing these tin cans around every city street   When it was so hard to feel the abvious need for a power feeding   We sit here, you hold my hand   We'll watch water lapping on sand   And now it's all gone   And culture disappeared   All opposition came and went away   And the times changes    It's uselesss you see   They tried    The sign were always in eyesight      Scrawled in block capitals on walls   Warning shots get lost in this saturation   Crush bone between brick and bomb blast   Lifelines can be smashed like glass and then they're gone   Infinite variation lost   Stories of the past gone   All we have now are supplements for a limited lexicon   Gone   They broke the information   Lost stories of the past   Gone   All we have now are supplements for a limited lexicon      2075 AD, we'll be Caspian Sea   You and me aged so much, so quickly   And the unchangeable became the unthinkable   Was quickly attained and it quickly became the now   At 2075 AD the Caspian Sea resembles Blackpool Pleasure Beach   With red rock   Red waves and no hope