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lyrics: J. Morse © 1986 We are ants, crawling under the sun We are mimics acting as if we were one Staring in fear into each other's eyes Mystic forces, paranoid pictures and lies Try to communicate Perhaps it's not too late But they insist on violence and rage Start the fire Ignore the wire We'll let ourselves be lured into the cage Words to say, words to hear You don't hesitate, you feel the fear Sound the alarm, raise the storm Blow them away with hatred and scorn We are dust, drifting under the stars Demons raging and shaking the bars We are dreamers, seeing it all We want everything at our beck and call Try to exterminate Everything that we hate Including one another if we must Changing colors Like the others Our interaction can't be built on trust Victims, aimless, following Mocking their cries and suffering Non-existent patience gone And the battle is joined -- Mystic forces, paranoid pictures and lies Staring in fear into each other's eyes Visionaries who forgot how to ask why We are giants under the sky |