Braille

Who's to say that today is given? The way today, society is living The temperature has risen Now conditions, ain't quite how they were visioned We're the voice of tomorrow? And all we paint is pictures of sorrow? For the mass to swallow and follow? But what is a mass if it's hollow? Stop and think in a blink the brink could come What was once known as one could now be none We risk it all but the fall we can't take The futures ours to shape, miss or make Who's to say that today is given? The way today, society is living The temperature has risen Now conditions, ain't quite how they were visioned We're the voice of tomorrow? And all we paint is pictures of sorrow? For the mass to swallow and follow? But what is a mass if it's hollow? Stop and think in a blink the brink could come What was once known as one could now be none We risk it all but the fall we can't take The futures ours to shape, miss or make Now the seeds fiend the cream for the so called dream But fail to understand its a plan on the man Can't comprehend who is friend and who is foe They just go with the flow act like they know They just go with the flow act like they know They just go with the flow act like they know They just go with the flow act like they know They just go with the flow act like they know!