Days Of 49

Way back when in '49
They spoke of reduction
For the hundredth time

They were setting up a
Future structure
How long must we walk
The faulty line?

The casting of a long shadow
How long's a word
That does not rhyme?

It's all so hazy through
So hazy through that long window

Now we're coming to a big decision
How much importance do we have this time?

You can catch a train
You can catch a station
But there's nothing coming down the line

Perfect days are through for us
We have no power, we have no say
We could go the whole world through
There's nothing out there anyway

Those perfect days are through for us
We have no power, we have no say
We could go the whole world through
There's nothing out there anyway

Sometimes all we have is just a vision
Something to say
Something to carry out

But there comes a time
When we must be doing
It gives a man something to think about

All in all there's more to say
We hold a wheel that does (will) not turn
We all need some kind of truth
To deal with in our darker days

All in all there's more to say
We hold a wheel that does (will) not turn
We all need some kind of truth
To deal with in our darker days