Rex Foster - Roads of Tomorrow

The dreams and the shadows I'm courtin'
Won't allow the slightest chance of knowing
where the roads of tomorrow are going.

So I asked myself, what had I done
Yesterday to help us all move on?

And the thought that comes to mind
Is that you didn't bother to
Leave none of the roads
That'll take us to tomorrow.

What have they done to our
Dreams of tomorrow?

The rain child, slick an skinny,
Sqeerms in the poison mud
that we elft him

He's gasping for air with his gills
Because his lungs have long since been ruined
We've damned up his road to tomorrow.