He came down to the past
It all seemed safe, we weren’t the last
Time had gone, I was long since dead
There was some truth in what he said
He saw it clear, he knew the lies
When we met the future, it was no surprise
He looked so old but was so young
He knew the bad that was to come
Carry on killing reality
Silicon, concrete and cars
Carry on killing reality
Silicon, concrete and cars
He looked at the dream, and said unto me
You’re barking up the wrong tree
With the setting-sun sadness, and the passing of time
What we thought was the light was the end of the line
You make a new life everyday
Gradually inventing, all your pleasures away
It’s another step faster, to the end of the ride
Make a bombshell, put your feelings inside
Carry on killing reality
Silicon, concrete and cars
Carry on killing reality
Silicon, concrete and cars
I knew he was coming, for sometimes
Like a storm when the weather is fine
Use your time well; you’ll soon rejoin the sun
He saw the follies that were to come
He said you’ll go on
Until you reach the end
Progression is pointless, like the money you spend
I’m going back to the start, whence I came
The doors of perception, the end of the game.
