Change of ideas

well the sheaves have all been brought, but the fields have washed away and the palaces now stand where the coffins all were laid and the times we see ahead we must glaze with rosy hues for we don't wish to admit what it is we have to lose millennia in coming the modern age is here it sanctifies the future yet renders us with fear so many theories, so many prophecies what we do need is a change of ideas when we are scared we can hide in our reveries but what we need is a change of ideas change of ideas, change of ideas what we need now is a change of ideas