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We talk to much. We talk in circles Till we're all spinning 'round Reaching for reach, in this marry go round We seem respent(?) We call it progress We seen this all before When all said is done, Leave cups on the floors We set sail with no fixed star in sight We drive by rail in candle light We're building towers, with no foundation. We're stacking stone on stone, Whatever it takes Makes our modern Books True progress means, matching the world to The vision in our heads We always change, When vision is dead; We set sail with no fixed star in sight. We drive by rail and candle light. Aus Songtexte Mania