A Century Ends - David Gray

Cast your eyes into the distance 
Try to focus on it all 
Find a spirit of resistance 
Instead of pride before the fall 
Forge some opposition 
From disparate strands 
It ain't the prettiest position 
As a century ends 

Unstable situation 
Faces made of wax 
Streams of melting glass 
Sheets of butchered facts 
The roar of the machine 
Hooded hearts and jewelled hands 
And anger spilling out like gasoline 
As a century ends 

Everything I seen, everything that I heard
It ain't even the tip of the iceberg 
Fire down memory lane 
So pass me my rose tinted glasses again 

Through a fog of contradiction 
Out to the lake of tears 
See society admiring it's own reflection
Chase a light that shines and disappears
Careful what you say, 'cos reality offends
Just sit back and let your soul decay 
As a century ends 

And it's easy to get weary 
As you fight to get it done 
Gainst a popular theory 
That it's over 'fore it's even begun 
Strain the limit of compassion 
Tend a wound that never mends 
And honesty still out of fashion 
As a century ends