2,000

In the year 2000,
Will we still have minds
Will our hearts be stoned cold
And who drew the blinds?

Will the frozen tundra
Reflect blue light
In the faces and the passages of modern night

And who lit the flame
Who moved the stone
Who promised grace
In the face of Rome
Life in a world
Is a master of time
By the year 2000
The star will shine

In the neon’s flashing
Will we be machines
Will we push the button
In racing conscience clean
Will the jagged mountains
Fall down to dust
Consume by weapons of human lust

And who lit the flame
Who moved the stone
Who promised grace
In the face of Rome
Life in a world
Is a master of time
By the year 2000
The star will shine

Where will you go
What will you do
When your life comes crashing
Down on you
You slam the door
You lock your heart
How will you face
The endless dark

And who lit the flame
Who moved the stone
Who promised grace
In the face of Rome
Life in a world
Is a master of time
By the year 2000
The star will shine

And who lit the flame
Who moved the stone
By the year 2000
May his love being known