When the powerstream gets low and the wheels don’t seem to roll
Will we always feel controlled where the hours squeal and drone?
We’ll build a wall to have it all
But though we seek to keep it in our streets and feel we can’t go wrong
The stream just out of reach moves on and on
When the power schemes go wrong, will we ever feel as strong as the streams that seemed to flow –
could they ever reach the whole?
We’ll never know, we’ll never know
But if springs would leak at home when people seek them on their own
This industry may lead us all to float
Leave the power schemes alone, release the powerstream - go home
Let the power schemes go, leave us all to float
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