Echoes of Tomorrow

In the land where freedom's song once soared so high
Now whispers in the shadows as the ideals die
Streets lined with stories turned to stone
Where truth is a currency no longer known

Where have the dreamers gone lost in the night
Chasing the echoes of a star once bright
In the heart of the silent, the broken song
Wondering where it all went wrong

In the land where freedom's song once soared
So high now whispers in the shadows as the ideals die
Streets lined with stories turned to stone
Where truth is a currency no longer known

Where have the dreamers gone, lost in the night
Chasing echoes of a star once bright
In the heart of the silent. The broken song
Wondering where it all went wrong

Fast food castles rise, the feast of kings no more
Golden arches shadow the closed-down store
The music of the heart replaced by a digital beat
Lost is the soul in the endless tweet

Across the open borders under the neon glow
Search for the American dream, a forgotten show
Values and morals like dust they blow
In the winds of change where do we go

Through the screen's glow a generation's gaze
Set upon the uncertain daze
Corruption's vines through marble halls entwined
A testament to the blind leading the blind

In the echoes of tomorrow, what will we find
A path to follow, or have we resigned
To the lost culture's mournful sigh
Beneath the indifferent, uncaring sky