[Interlude]
The last preserves of the autonomous individual are under siege
You can say that again
Stop counterfeitin' and get for real
What's the plan?
Well, quite frankly I have made no specific plans
My attention has been devoted to the immediate problems at hand
That don't mean nothin'
What's the bottom line?
From the point of view of practical application
Uh, mm, uh, well, we're always working on new developments
I meant something specific
Um, I— I can tell you this
I'm afraid
Do you fеar the force of the wind, thе slash of the rain?
Go face them and fight them
I'm not gonna let anyone push me or my friends around
The spirit of the people is greater than the man's technology

If we can tell the truth all the time
Learning from justice, learning from work, learning from constancy, learning from love
If we can tell the truth all the time, a terrible pressure would be on the world
It'd have to change if we changed, so

The guns will not win this one
What will win, is the sustenance we give each other
The energy we plug into
Like a million earthworms tunneling under this structure 'til it falls
Wake up, you sleepy head

Did you ever get the blues?
When the sky fell down, pulling all the stars on you
Finding yourself looking for something you lost
And you don't know what it is
The world you no longer understood
Seeing the eyes of people around you
Finding they didn't see it
So where does that leave you?
Breaking the looking glass
Forgetting which world you're in
Surrounded in the density of slowing light
Watching flames turn into embers
Kindling separated from the spark
Did you ever get the blues?
Did you ever say it, and no one could hear you?