As the cosmic clock gears unwind
And the solar storms blast through time
Like sand carving out the desert landscape
It's changing, rearranging, it's shifting its shape
For creation, destruction must always begin
To tear away, wear away, become new again
And for all of the eons of stardust shine
We're still standing at the starting line
What are we waiting for?
What are we waiting for?
What are we waiting for?
What are we waiting for?
What are we waiting for?
Now, the money changers, like always they live
On golden thrones 'top the pyramid
Merchants of suffering, profiteers of miseries
They're selling you cancer, both cure and disease
Selling deception, disruption, distortion
Division, derision, stock in private prison
They're selling lies, selling hate
But we can stop buying, it isn't too late
And the solar storms blast through time
Like sand carving out the desert landscape
It's changing, rearranging, it's shifting its shape
For creation, destruction must always begin
To tear away, wear away, become new again
And for all of the eons of stardust shine
We're still standing at the starting line
What are we waiting for?
What are we waiting for?
What are we waiting for?
What are we waiting for?
What are we waiting for?
Now, the money changers, like always they live
On golden thrones 'top the pyramid
Merchants of suffering, profiteers of miseries
They're selling you cancer, both cure and disease
Selling deception, disruption, distortion
Division, derision, stock in private prison
They're selling lies, selling hate
But we can stop buying, it isn't too late
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