the days of future dreams

the days of future dreams the flames once rose high thinking our lives would end up supreme thinking our future seemed a far of dream but in the end nothing is what it seems many times the winds of changed has blown this way one minute we`re lapping the cream the next it`s all yell and scream but now the ones who wave their banners high say they hold the future in their hand and tell me they have the plan to change the world...to change common man thinking they`re rebirthing a closed and stagnant mind and know what's best for all these lands but do they have foresight to understand? they just diss those that has gone before them but heed the experiences from the past they know what it was like to be steadfast and that single-mindedness will not pass now our once ideals are now stained and our river flows with the blame