I'm keeping an eye on the future, an eye on the past
And the present in my pocket, just in case I need a door
Into a brave new world where all solutions
End up with my head buried to my neck in sand

Enough, enough

Bowing down to disillusion
Hats off and applause to rogues and evolution
The ripple effect is too good not to mention
If you're not affected, you're not paying attention [1]
It's too good, it's too good, not to have an effect

I'm keeping an eye on the pulse, an ear to the track
And penance in a locket, dropping from the highest floor
When it hits ground I watch it smash to pieces
Songs of liberation echo from the dust, the dust