Chopin's Children

I always thought
That we'd live in space
At least on Mars
Or moon's face
It seemed so right
For the human race
But something just gets in the way

We've gotto hold on
What can it be?
Is it more than naivete?
Can't we live past yesterday?
Something just gets in the way.

I always thought
There'd be lots to eat
At least some herds
Some fields of wheat
There seemed to be
An obtainer to feed
But something just gets in the way.

We've gotto hold on
What can it be?
Is it more than naivete?
Can't we live past yesterday?
Something just gets in the way.

Hold on
What can it be?
Is it more than naivete?
Can't we live past yesterday?
Something just gets in the way.

I always thought
That we'd all be friends
At least we'd try
To make amends
It seemed so easy
To comprehend
But something just gets in the way.

We've gotto hold on
What can it be?
Is it more than naivete?
Can't we live past yesterday?
Something just gets in the way...