Que merece ser o ponto de partida. O hino da mudança que se anuncia.
Que merece ser o ponto de partida. O hino da mudança que se anuncia.
This is the crap our children are learning (…)
I'm not saying that the battle is won (…)
the tide is turning (...)
Yes Roger, the tide is turning! Também acredito. Morre quem não tiver um pouco de utopia em si, quanto mais não seja, de susto com o que está para acontecer. E vai acontecer.
I used to think the world was flat
Rarely threw my hat into the crowd
I felt I had used up my quota of yearning
... Used to look in on the children at night
In the glow of their Donald Duck light
And frighten myself with the thought of my little ones burning
But, oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning
The tide is turning
Satellite buzzing through the endless night
Exclusive to moonshots and world title fights
Jesus Christ, imagine what it must be earning
Who is the strongest
Who is the best
Who holds the aces
The East
Or the West
This is the crap our children are learning
But oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning
Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning
The tide is turning
Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning
Now the satellite's confused
'Cause on Saturday night
The airwaves were full of compassion and light
And his silicon heart
Warmed to the sight of a billion candles burning
Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning
Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning
The tide is turning Billy
I'm not saying that the battle is won
But on Saturday night all those kids in the sun
Wrested technology's sword from the hand of the war lords
Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning
The tide is turning Sylvester
Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning