Lyrics

I dreamed of life in sunlit lands
With gleaming trains and cars and trams
That snake past workers heads hung low
Each marching through the undertow

The rising roar as jet planes fly
Past towers puncturing the sky
Where smart-controlled apartment homes
Keep watch over the bleached-white bones

Lines and lines all laid to rest
And dressed up in their Sunday best
Spread out on the mezzanines
Their sockets stare into the screens
A waiter at a broken door
Declares the third and final war

The screams of millions as they die
While fingers swipe and scroll on by
As meat slides from the serving trays
The seconds pass, our days erased