we made a lot of progress, didn’t we? when we put our heads together, vast and powerful cities were built. new technologies were discovered. industry blossomed, and civilization flourished. this progress was the progeny of our love.
it eventually soured. there were unforeseen side-effects. we could not have known. we thought we were doing good. we had the best of intentions. we never imagined that there would be such negative by-products to our labour of love. that our efforts could become so polluted.
mea culpa. mea culpa, my love. this is what we call “progress”.
lyrics
cling clang the metal
hits the forge
the bridge gets erected
over the gorge
no-flow river
the well’s run dry
we own the water
and the sky
no barriers
keep us bound
nature’s getting buried
underground
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