Walking down the sides of tall buildings
In a single bound
Faster than speed
Darker than a bullet
The dawning of the age
As a spider moves across a wall
Yonder snow capped peaks can't speak
Before yesterday was another day
There always was tomorrow
It brought comic strips and impossibility
Very straight lines and talk
Noiseless words describing noise
Where the buffalo roamed
We imported that other culture
Misappropriated it and all their deeds
Killed the hostages and bought fresh slaves
Piled gold into limousines
And planned a better future
All without thinking about what we were actually doing.
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