(T. Bachman)

Your aspirations glew like flies
You took the planet by surprise

You truly believed
But of course you'd been deceived

It's an age of alienation
Of a downbeat generation
So much for liberation
It looks like rain to me

In a drug infected haze
You attacked the bourgeois ways
And felt so relieved
But consider what you leave

(Chorus)

I loved but knew not who
Belonged, but not to you
I'm a man of modern hue

Like an Indian summer sky
I can kiss this dream goodbye
So long to the blue
There's a shadow over you

(Chorus)

It's an age of your creation
Of a disunited nation
So much for your invasion
It looks like rain to me