I find it hard to change Beyond routine With its iron back And its cheap caffeine But we go too far Down this road we?ve turned We will cry for the city We will beg for its crime We will see what we?re missing We will beg and we will cry I?ve struggled hard to be What my Daddy wants What my Sister feels What my Girlfriend needs But we go too far Down this road we?ve turned We will cry for the city We will reap what we sow We will find we?ve sowed so little But we will reap and we will sow I?m haunted by a dream A future scene With an absent heart And an open seam I?ve got no heart left to break It?s my saving grace My road to ruin My oldest friend But we go too far Down this road we?ve turned We will cry for the city We will read of its past We will fail to listen We will read and we?ll ignore We will cry for the city We will search for its hope And from the concrete Revolution springs its head Towards the sun