Are These Our Lives? - Trial

Sometimes I get to feelin' I was back in the old days, long ago When we were kids, when we were young Things seemed so perfect, you know The days were endless, we were crazy, we were young The sun was always shinin' We just lived for fun Sometimes it seems like lately I just don't know The rest of my life's been just a show Those were the days of our lives The bad things in life were so few Those days are all gone now, but one thing is true When I look, and I find, I still love you You can't turn back the clock, you can't turn back the tide Ain't that a shame Ooh, I'd like to go back one time on a roller coaster ride When life was just a game No use in sitting and thinkin' on what you did When you can lay back and enjoy it through your kids Sometimes it seems like lately I just don't know Better sit back and go with the flow 'Cause these are the days of our lives They've flown in the swiftness of time These days are all gone now, but some things remain When I look, and I find, no change Those were the days of our lives, yeah The bad things in life were so few Those days are all gone now, but one thing's still true When I look, and I find I still love you I still love you

With empty minds and vacant stares Our lifeless generation is drawn Toward the illusions of endless offered bait The same selective vision Let boxcars carry millions to their cremation Inaction masked by pseudo satisfaction So many lives have burned away "Another night with nothing to do" is an infection When anger has no motive and force has no direction A lack of self control invites every distraction From the holocausts we'd see and a world in agony 1944 through 1998: children dead at Birkenau Or Tibetans laid to waste Excuses become our legacy Postponing introspection through denial and self rejection There is no inevitable oppresiion We are digging our own graves Afraid of what we feel so our lives remain the same Uphold the status quo as if there's someone else to blame Who will cast away our ashes after we've thrown Ourselves into the flames? "I can always do it tomorrow" Well you might as well be dead today This is my revolution The epitaph of our collective grave will read that "Work never made us free" Our strength maintained by never giving in We have so much to lose so little time left to begin For even when we're gone The effects of our legacy will still remain So we've got to break it In time alone as the years go by what I feel can't be denied When tension builds and nothing gets changed I strive to understand and redefine this rage And fight for a new legacy