Men we think we are...

Under pressure we stood: united; but the front we put up-?~
We were separated,?
What else man, Hair Peace?
What next?
Are we moving forward or rollercoastering backward,
Like walking in the moon,
Waving a flag, with the wind blowing in the opposite direction.
So the wind is actually against the change.
The question tonight ladies and gentlemen is,;
Are we with the wind?
Or are we fools on the top of a hill,?
Knowing we will be blown down into jagged rocks soon…<-X->
And what shall become of us, shall never be known down generations.<\m/>