I can no longer count the dreamsInspired by reconstructions of predicted scenesThe glass and metal fragments racingThrough the pointless heatI can't go on believing thisHave I lived just to witness the last decadeOr a golden ageStill I love the way this new wind whistles through my houseAnd papers flyWhile Orwell's world is still in doubtAnd china shivers on a trayI am untimely ripped from all forgotten blissBut not afraidI can't go onI can't go on believing thisHave I lived just to witness the last decadeOr a golden ageCould the waiting ever be worse than the shockSuppose the silver key survivedTo turn inside the rusty lockAnd you and I be found aliveCrouching in our ignoranceBy children nearly twice our sizeI can't go on believing thisHave I lived just to witness the last decadeOr a golden ageTill they eat their words some wild voice churns deep in my bloodThe prophets sighWe always said you'd never learnThen cynics long to break the braveI wish their mouths all stitched so their persistant hissIs not obeyedI can't go onI can't go on believing thisHave I lived just to witness the last decadeOr a golden age I do believe there are people needing freedom with good reason Who will find another way There's no disgrace in understanding Why our planet is in panic Then, while you worry think of everything you miss------------------------------Additional Drums: MICHAEL DAWEGuitar & Icicles: PHIL PALMER