Dig back a million years or more Before we lived in Idaho And catch the rivers overflowing No gods to quake or terrorize No tragic fate in young man's eyes No righteous armies massed with trumpets blowing So you want to move up through te years To where the iceman disappears And imagination soars beyond all borders And frees the hand to shape the plow Squeeze the trugger, wipe the brow Of the bombardier who chose to follow orders The carrousel turns, we go round and round Till the spokes are all gone And the wheel comes unwound We are like children Standing in the wake of a future we've made We are like children These are the ties we break Now we move in quantum leaps The microchip that never sleeps A technovision growing even colder But the trees are cut, the roots are lost We forge ahead despite the cost An unforgiving sun above our shoulder Now we're living with a constant fear Of knowing in a hundred years We could have started turning the tables The one thing we cannot discount And something I lose sleep about Just look at who's inheriting our fables They are the children They are the children And these are the ties that we break