I had twenty years of time at the very least
I give in to the cause
When if not now? It’s been a long time
I give in to the cause
And the choir goes:
It won’t be like it used to be
That’s not what our future yields
So how would you know? That’s up to us!
Who is “us”? Is that a kind of guild?
Maybe it will become one’s heartfelt wish
Only one problem: You’ve got no heart!
And heartfelt wishes, they come true
What is truth? What is reality? What exists?
Ask Einstein: The universe will make it clear
Einstein is dead…
But the choir goes:
It won’t be like it used to be
That’s not what our future yields