Future

We hold the hammer

The question is

What are we building?

A cage or a bridge?

A hammer can build you a shelter from rain

Or a hammer can shatter a skull and a brain

The metal is neutral, the handle is wood

The hand that swings it decides if it's good

We're standing on the edge of a brand-new frontier

We can build up a utopia or drown in the fear

The code isn't evil, the math isn't cruel

It's time to take responsibility for the tool

We got the power to cure, the power to feed

Or the power to weaponize corporate greed

Maybe this time, we don't poison the well

Maybe we don't use the fire, to build a new hell

The dawn is approaching, the shadows retreat

Let's put the human heart, back on the street

We've been historically awful at handling change

We find something beautiful, make it deranged

But maybe, just maybe, we learn from the past

And build something solid, that's actually meant to last

Root out the evil, the bias, the hate

Before it's baked into the code and it's way too late

It's a reflection of us, so we gotta be right

Gotta clean up the mirror before we step in the light

The future ain't written, the script is a draft

Let's make sure the soul is still part of the craft

Maybe this time, we don't poison the well

Maybe we don't use the fire, to build a new hell

The dawn is approaching, the shadows retreat

But watch for the vultures who govern the street

Don't let the few take the keys to the gate

And lock up the future to dictate our fate

A handful of kings in their silicon towers

Hoarding the magic and stealing the hours

They'll sell you the water, then poison the rain

They'll monetize every last drop of the pain

We can't let 'em hijack the tools that we wield

And turn an imperfect utopia into their field

Stand up to the giants who conquer and hoard

Don't let them divide us and cut up the cord