We all were there as we are now
A promise of freedom
Placed beneath our brow
Through the sweat of our hands
It slipped away
We've got to get it back
The scene is in focus
Perpetual motion
The hands of knowledge
Have it under control
Our rebellious volition
Has taken its toll
We seek the truth
Then throw it away
We're such a bitter race
He set the world in motion
Perpetual motion
The wind and the ocean
Perpetual motion
Had to be put in motion
God is the quotient
God is the quotient