Kimya Dawson《Utopian Futures》歌词

Somewhere the bombing all has stopped

And people begin to sit and talk

And somewhere insomniatic stockbrokers can rest their bloodshot eyes

Cuz there’s nothing left to buy or sell

Or kill or die for anymore

We’re living inside eternal moments that we’ve searched all our lives

There’s nobody living by the clock

And every door is left unlocked

Cuz property died all alone and capitalism lost it’s home

There’s plenty of fresh air here in town

The plants are all growing on the cars

And all of the streets are used for dancing and at night you see all the

Stars Yada dada deeya yada dadada

Yada dada dada dada

Yada dada deeya yada dadada

Yada dada dada dada

We’re searching for something that was lost

And centuries all have covered up

We’re flailing to find the smallest fragments of our liberated lives

And every tiny piece we find

We pick up and glue together

Collectively working for our utopian futures to collide

In snuggly beds and midnight talks

And wandering bike rides and wayward walks

Making up all of our own music art myth food and news

It’s happening everywhere we go

Collective bookstores and basement shows

Sharing a song that we all know or making up new ones as we go

Yada dada deeya yada dadada

Yada dada dada dada

Yada dada deeya yada dadada

Yada dada dada dada

I am a dream, this is real

I am a dream, you are here

I am a dream, you are me

I am a dream we are free

I am a dream, this is real

I am a dream, you are here

I am a dream, you are me

I am a dream we are free

Now can’t you feel the ice caps grow

Now can’t you hear the forest laugh

At piles of nicely packaged toothpicks all in processed warehouse rows

Cuz the only processing we do now

Is with one another in our homes

With people we’ll fight **** laugh and cry with until the day we die

Here where we share all that we’ve won

Here where we grieve for what is lost

Here where the children grow with names they chose and genders all their

Own Here where we celebrate each other

Here where you’ve never had a boss

Here where we sing like restless kids with half chewed food inside our

Mouths Yada dada deeya yada dadada

Yada dada dada dada

Yada dada deeya yada dadada

Yada dada dada dada

Here in the place outside the box

There are no more borders left to cross

From each according to ability and to each based on need

Here in the place where dreams aren’t dead

Here in the space between our heads