We’re the old brain
We’re the old brain
And we’ll never be happy again
We’re the new pain
We’re the new pain
'Cause they sold us the snake oil
And they salted the good soil
And dried up the rain
We’re the new scene
Of the fracturing dream
We’re the old brain
We’re the old brain
And our power could light the way
'Cause there’s a lot to see
And more people to free
'Cause they been sold the same stuff
And for some it can be enough
Help me explain
We’re the new power
They’re the crumbling tower
Let us show them the turnstiles
But be polite to the exiles
You’ll see them again
We’re the new gleam
Of the skin on the stream