What will prove to be our big mistake?
Short-sighted arrogance, all for what sake?
Our families to ashes, our ambitions to dust
Our progeny, in silence, thinking "what about us?"
But don't forget the dance of neglect
Chorus:
The march for empowering prosperity
The pain from loss and want for mere lucidity
Just maternal residue and I was there too
And maybe so were you
When something is won, it comes with sacrifice
It's there beneath the joy, the glory and pride
Rarely it's acknowledged, but in positive light
Consciously omitting the losers plight
But don't forget the dance of neglect
Chorus 2:
The craving for community that never was met
The longing for status and overture of regret
With no one to deter pathetically unsure
Forgetting who they were
Just maternal residue and I was there too
And maybe so were you