In the year 2000, Will we still have minds Will our hearts be stoned cold And who drew the blinds? Will the frozen tundra Reflect blue light In the faces and the passages of modern night And who lit the flame Who moved the stone Who promised grace In the face of Rome Life in a world Is a master of time By the year 2000 The star will shine In the neon's flashing Will we be machines Will we push the button In racing conscience clean Will the jagged mountains Fall down to dust Consume by weapons of human lust And who lit the flame Who moved the stone Who promised grace In the face of Rome Life in a world Is a master of time By the year 2000 The star will shine Where will you go What will you do When your life comes crashing Down on you You slam the door You lock your heart How will you face The endless dark And who lit the flame Who moved the stone Who promised grace In the face of Rome Life in a world Is a master of time By the year 2000 The star will shine And who lit the flame Who moved the stone By the year 2000 May his love being known