Dreams of things that might have been
My eyes were open way back then
Those days will never come again
We crashed the gates to no avail
Watched the stars that rose and fell
A thousand wings were sent asky
But needles danced inside their eyes
Youth was robbed in needles greed
The system swallowed every seed
We lost the sound that echoed dear
Our generation disappeared
Felt the empty streets decay
Where promised ones were led astray
Along those paths my dreams fell cold
But swear to god they'll never know
The moon has cast the ricochets
Into the night of things that may
Knowing that we dare go back
To watch the system start to crack
From: Crack In The System (1994)
