Recycling

Here, there, new wonders gently steal

Disguise, distorted like moonlit seas

And I see

You've taken all you need

Queue up, don't fear

There's mans new fortune here, you hear

Song-birds, recycling the same old tune

Still you slave onwards, 'til all is used

Though I'll see

You'll get the life you need

Queue up, don't fear it's the man who brought you here, you hear