Captured
We are trapped in a world of glass and steel,
And the things that we love - none of them are real.
I reached out to try to find the truth,
I touched the glass and my hand passed through.
My reflection was melting into the door.
I looked around, I couldn’t see it any more.
The image follows me wherever I go,
It burns inside and it won’t let go.
 
I could see an old familiar face.
The woods surrounded the place.
The air was clean once more,
And the gardens teemed with buffalo,
Everything was in balance again.
I felt in my heart a sudden pain,
Because, I knew what the future would hold.
In the winter the troops would get bold.
Time cascades like a waterfall.
 
Waves of men covered the land,
Though we tried to stop it they overcame.
Tribes and clans were turned to sand.
Villages were wiped from the land.
No one understood a word we said,
Everyone tore down the web.
 
Still the past is in front of me,
And the old ways survived - every man was free.
The air was clean once more,
And the gardens teemed with buffalo,
Everything was in balance again.
I felt in my heart a sudden pain,
Because, I knew what the future would hold.
In the winter the troops would get bold.
Time cascades like a waterfall.
 
Chief Looking Glass turned and said,
“If we keep running we’ll end up dead,
So it would be best, to slow down for some rest.
The children are frozen. The women are cold.
The horse is tired and it’s going to snow.
The little children have run too long,
We need to rest until dawn.
The woman-killers are resting in bed.
God in heaven will put sleep in their heads.
In the dawn God will make a new light,
And we’ll all be calm, and we’ll continue our flight.
Yes, we’ll continue to run, we’ll continue to fight,
We’ll continue to hide, we’ll continue to fight,
We’ll continue to hide, well out of sight.
Yes we’ll continue our flight... home.”
Electric Eye
The electric eye surveyed the land,
And recorded the tragedies visiting man.
The cold glass eye looking ‘round.
Searching for danger, listening for sound.
Making your private life public domain.
Silencing others who feel the same way.
Taking the people’s voice away.
Watching the things you do, and using it’s power over you.
Finding your weakness and using it against you.
Camera Man
It was trust that was pushed away,
By the eyes behind the camera lens.
Fear took hold and ruled the day.
In the shopping malls, in the high school halls.
In the dead of night, at dawns first light,
At the charity balls, in cathedrals
In the bed at night, by the dashboard light
Along the busy road, transmitting digital code,
At the banker’s desk, recorded on hard disk,
All the time you thought you saw the friendly hand of the law
What you saw instead was a grab for POWER.
GRAB FOR POWER! GRAB FOR POWER!