[Interlude]

The last preserves of the autonomous individual are under siege

You can say that again

Stop counterfeitin' and get for real

What's the plan?

Well, quite frankly I have made no specific plans

My attention has been devoted to the immediate problems at hand

That don't mean nothin'

What's the bottom line?

From the point of view of practical application

Uh, mm, uh, well, we're always working on new developments

I meant something specific

Um, I— I can tell you this

I'm afraid

Do you fеar the force of the wind, thе slash of the rain?

Go face them and fight them

I'm not gonna let anyone push me or my friends around

The spirit of the people is greater than the man's technology

If we can tell the truth all the time

Learning from justice, learning from work, learning from constancy, learning from love

If we can tell the truth all the time, a terrible pressure would be on the world

It'd have to change if we changed, so

The guns will not win this one

What will win, is the sustenance we give each other

The energy we plug into

Like a million earthworms tunneling under this structure 'til it falls

Wake up, you sleepy head

Did you ever get the blues?

When the sky fell down, pulling all the stars on you

Finding yourself looking for something you lost

And you don't know what it is

The world you no longer understood

Seeing the eyes of people around you

Finding they didn't see it

So where does that leave you?

Breaking the looking glass

Forgetting which world you're in

Surrounded in the density of slowing light

Watching flames turn into embers

Kindling separated from the spark

Did you ever get the blues?

Did you ever say it, and no one could hear you?