A boot stamping on a face sets the scene for reality openly obscene Taught not to question the roles we are granted quelling urges of thoughts any grander But I guess that it's hard to see the horizon of a sullied sea when ocean's stirred and the current wrecks and shallow waters cover necks
A manufactured permanent consent A vision in two definitions
Did Fuller's Spaceship Earth crash and burn? Was Imagine just a song? Can currents change their paths?
Withered voices given strength After being kept at length - For tacit credence cause the end - And only then may we ascend
Only reaching far behind leads to rigid state of mind It's never-questioned validity borders on morbidity
So don't look back but fix your eyes towards wherever change may lie A vision reborn is means to end But as of now we just pretend