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[Music: D.Gildenlow/D.Magdic/F.Hermansson] '30 years ago, society believed that no price was to high, we thought that industry could come at any cost. |
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We cannot afford to pay that price any more.' |
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So finally my journey ends |
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And through this wound my soul can mend |
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Guilt is my blood |
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I'm being drained |
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This is my home, |
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I will stay... ...inside! |
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There's always someone inside |
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Fighting to get outside |
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The "knowing-right-from-wrong side" |
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Our home is inside! |
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I've travelled the world around |
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In search for some |
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Grail of mine |
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How could |
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I be so blind? |
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It was always here:inside |
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I have only some weeks to give |
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But at last... |
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I live [D. Gildenlow] |
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Life's just a line of situations |
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A matter of occasions |
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And mystic correlations |
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The work of a |
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Machine! [D.Gildenlow/Hallgren] [Hallgren] |
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Here in a world split to nations |
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We fail to see the relations |
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Between the |
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Wheel and the |
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Machine And of the scars we're leaving... ...inside! |
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I swear there's someone inside |
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Fighting to get outside |
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Just give it all an hour |
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By the Concrete |
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Lake! [D.Gildenlow/Hallgren] ' |
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I dread the day my children will ask me why. |
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I dread the day when |
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I will have to explain to them that people thought it was acceptable to destroy the environment so that we could have jobs. |
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I dread the day |
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I will have to explain to my bright-eyed |
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Joshua, who talks to dogs and listens to the grass screaming, that we were all to busy driving fast cars, rushing our children off to day-care, and finding seniors' homes to our grandparents and listening to the ringing of cash registers. |
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We were all too busy to hear the grass screaming.' |
