Dangerous Vision - Hawkwind

Night sky and city

Keeps us in Life signs of pity weep within

Games of reality are hard to win

The child of the Third World looks so thin

Dangerous visions, taunt me Ancient memories, haunt me Future decisions, confuse me The story so far just eludes me The man on the pavement catches your eye

You look in amazement, he’s decided to die

The crowd have engagements, they’re just passing by The child of the Third World, is wondering why