CXXVI

Fear took down the winged life
The winged life we've led
So kiss the joy as it goes by
The poet William said
Blake the poet said

'Cause the old future's gone
The old future's gone
We can't get to there from here
The old future's gone

The old future's dead and gone
Never to return
There's a new way through the hills ahead
This one we'll have to earn
This one we'll have to earn

Hunters in October
Raise their guns in sport
Is war another animal
Or the beast of last resort?
The beast of last resort?

'Cause the old future's gone
The old future's gone
All passengers must disembark
'Cause the old future's gone

John Gorka, Old Future