The Old Brain

We’re the old brain
We’re the old brain
And we’ll never be happy again

We’re the new pain
We’re the new pain

'Cause they sold us the snake oil
And they salted the good soil
And dried up the rain

We’re the new scene
Of the fracturing dream

We’re the old brain
We’re the old brain
And our power could light the way

'Cause there’s a lot to see
And more people to free

'Cause they been sold the same stuff
And for some it can be enough
Help me explain

We’re the new power
They’re the crumbling tower

Let us show them the turnstiles
But be polite to the exiles
You’ll see them again

We’re the new gleam
Of the skin on the stream