new age

When I hear a sound like concrete and steel
It's got some rythmn that sense can feel
And feel the beat of our hearts as one
That holds the color when my vision has come
This power that shook me with the first play
Is spinning through a network of your own kind
As minutes tick away the days become years
The world is so unfeeling there's substance to my tears

And the kids on the street
And the kids everywhere
And all I gotta say is the kids don't care

When I hear
It's got some rythmn
And feel the beat
That holds the color
When you caught it doesn't stop the machine
Trying to tell me something that has never been
When you stop me running with my own pack
You know you got me swearing that I'll cut my own back