Where have we gone?
What have we created ourselves?
Indecision plagues our mind
Indecision
This is our world
And when a stance is taken, it’s always written off
I don’t have all the answers
But I have a few
Still I’m in constant battle
Honestly I can’t just write this off
Lost and cold
A generation lost and cold
Indecision
This is our world
I know I’ll see the day
The hour is in question
I wait for it to come
And there will be no question
The answers will be clear
I know I’ll see the day