In a Future Age - Wilco

Genuine day will come

When the wind decides to run

And shakes the stairs that stab the wall

And turns the page in a future age

Some trees will bend and some will fall

But then again so will us all

Lets turn our prayers into outrageous dares

And mark our page in a future age

High above

The sea of cars

And barking dogs

In fenced-in yards