Bring me back,
Reeling from shock and covered in doubt.
Soft machines to ease our lives
Bring only artificial drugs,
Breed only superficial thugs
On holiday from shopping malls and breakfast clubs.
Bring me back
To days beneath the trees.
The weather shifts and so do we;
Studying our shadows
Chasing autumn leaves.
(I may slip and you may fall,
But no machine is crushing me.)
Bring me unique possibilities.
Bring me separate entities.
Bring me natural unity.
Save me from technology!
I will guide you there.
Thru torrents filled with artificial air.
Thru waves of human apathy and long despair.
To where we may have met if life were fair.
I will guide you there.
We will go together
To the past where time remembers
Simple ways of life, and better
Weights by which to measure
Life.
I'm not quite sure how long the road;
I only know it's overgrown
And tangled from it's long repose.
Walk with me,
We'll bathe in waters clear and deep,
Imagine ghosts we used to see,
Spirits that we used to be;
Then we'll realize the time...
The time has come for change.
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