There was a time when I fully embraced it But now I can hardly face it Face the truth of where I stand on this line Curvin' up, bringing down what I see as a natural time
I hope I can keep up I hope I can keep up
It's not a race now to the end of the maze But I see these machines eatin' up all of our days And I'm pulled both ways To leave it all, stay
So should I try to keep up? Oh, will I try to keep up?
The old mystic in me wants to believe We don't need all this technology
Ooh
And I know it's not in my hands I'm just one little grain in all these shifting sands There's a lot you don't see in this life But sometimes you pick up on something in your strife
I hope I can pick up I hope I can pick it up
MM
There's no use fighting against an inevitability But if you don't listen to suspicions at all then you'll always agree And I know there's no sense in trying to be the world's police But I want to see humans and cities as more than just a disease
Aah
There's a problem with the term nature As if we're not a part of her And this mindset to conquer Comes to no good end of that I'm sure
I hope we can let go I hope we can let it go
Compositor: Peter Ray Broderick (Peter Broderick) ECAD: Obra #31263083