This is what's happening
I can sense that something's wrong
Nothing new you say, but still the show must go on

A chilly breeze of foolery is spreading ignorance and fear
We seem to look the other way as long as comfort is near
Whether we like it or not we are part of the machine
The situation is even worse than what they show on the screen

There is no future pacifists will need a gun
Too many people in the sewers to appreciate the Sun

A chilly breeze of foolery is spreading ignorance and fear
We seem to look the other way as long as comfort is near
And now that chilly breeze is big enough to blow away our home
It ain't a mystery and one's fault except our own