So many theories
What it is we have to lose
The modern age is here
For we don't wish to admit
Millennial in comin'
We must glaze with rosy hues
Yet renders us with fear
What we do need is a change of ideas
Change of ideas, change of ideas
So many prophecies
But what we need is a change of ideas
And the times we see ahead
When we are scared
Where the coffins all were laid
It sanctifies the future
And the palaces now stand
We can hide in our reveries