Okabe New World
It's a lost art, we've all forgotten how to speak
Generation of self diagnosed anxiety, consumed by a screen
On fire, powerless to speak
Innovation, disconnectivity
When life turns grey
Colourless, and plain
Don't turn away
Reach out and take it
I can smell the rain, I've been walkin' for days
New world is wakin'
Our fathers, virtues of greed
Show me mercy, faith, and tranquility
Consumed by high speed
Life won't wait if you hesitate
Time takes, fades away
Reach out and take it
A new world is wakin'
Reach out and take it
I can smell the rain, I've been walkin' for days
New world is wakin'