The lighthouse winks across the water Blue-white streamers; a beacon of light Standing empty, whitewashed tower Where progress and man pass like ships in the night
We're watching the right hand Not watching the left hand Soon we'll be watching the world turn With no hands at all We're really amazing This trail we are blazing Burning the bridge between our rise and fall...
A weathered old man, tending the flame Lit a big fire for the child in me Salty dog in a shoreline castle-- Being replaced by a chip in the sea
We're watching the right hand Not watching the left hand Soon we'll be watching the world turn With no hands at all We're really amazing This trail we are blazing Burning the bridge between our rise and fall...
We used to dig! lift! heave! Now it has turned to it Programs! computes! But hardly understands...
A wave of progress is rising and rising, Rising over this figure of our history Washing away years of tradition A life and love buried at sea Set adrift among the neon and fast food Countless forms and manpower cues A castaway on a push button planet Where progress is measured by how much you lose
We're watching the right hand Not watching the left hand Soon we'll be watching the world turn With no hands at all We're really amazing This trail we are blazing Burning the bridge between our rise and fall...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
