(t. bachman)
Your aspirations glew like flies
you took the planet by surprise
you truly believed
but of course you'd been deceived
It's an age of alienation
of a downbeat generation
so much for liberation
it looks like rain to me
In a drug infected haze
you attacked the bourgeois ways
and felt so relieved
but consider what you leave
(chorus)
I loved but knew not who
belonged, but not to you
i'm a man of modern hue
Like an indian summer sky
i can kiss this dream goodbye
so long to the blue
there's a shadow over you
(chorus)
It's an age of your creation
of a disunited nation
so much for your invasion
it looks like rain to me