Come on, let's swim out past the breakers
To search for answers we've missed
There's something coming, can't you feel it?
Lost Words were written about this…

You can't see when your eyes are shut
You can't hear when you don't even listen

They keep us sheltered from reality
Our buried heads in the sand
One thing I've learned from people I meet
It's best not to understand…

It all speeds up now
It's Quickening
It all speeds up too fast
Much too fast
Too fast to control

Come on, let's shake up the people
Come on, let's show them the way
I think we've got to do something…
Pull back the sheets from their faces

We've thrown away our instincts
And put our faith in machines

A spiritual awakening
Realities meet dreams
Too busy living like slaves to the dollar
The ends justify the means

It all speeds up now
It's Quickening
It all speeds up too fast
Much too fast
Too fast to control

It all speeds up now
It's Quickening
It all speeds up too fast
Much too fast

It all speeds up now
Speeds up now
The Quickening
It's too fast to control