4. Free, directionless

Come turn the radio on

They’re tearing down,

They’re tearing down your heroes

Bring flowers and champagne

They’re tearing them down,

They’re tearing them down,

They’re gone

God’s out

Fate’s out,

Man’s in

Come fill this empty space

We’ve burned them out

We thought that meant our freedom

Free but directionless

We’re lost, unsafe

No path to find our own goal