And Progress Is Not Intelligently Planned; Lyrics

Going through a world of sad debris,
Regard quixoitic reveries of ownership:
The blossoming disease of man called tenure and accretion,
The ancient western treadmill of deception and derision.
But I want something more.
Racing through a life of tragic wastage,Bad Religion - And Progress Is Not Intelligently Planned; - http://motolyrics.com/bad-religion/and-progress-is-not-intelligently-planned-lyrics.html
I experience the loss of trust and innocence.

The billowing cyclone of time has blown away our reasons
As we trudge like blind men forward trying to avoid collision.
But I want something...
More.