He set a streak in the sky, Shan't we ponder to why?
Before he left his mark - shot in the dark
Our fumes they wisp and curl
Glazed ceilings of blue, from which seep
Pale splodges of grey
Machines engrave, leave the trail
For the hunters to trace
When were we inclined to be Remaining for that juncture to succumb?
Time kept us behind
All work is done
Shouldn't we in secrecy
Hail undertaking that's already done?
Have we squandered our minds? Metamorphosised to number one?
It's one too many steps
Those hills he dumped
No introverted slump
Some pins he left, beige singed and yet
Their fillings form a stump
Crystals glisten from the pin and the stump
Emerald embers from them weep
For repentance they crave, machines will create the stains
To which they'll become
When were we inclined to be Remaining for that juncture to succumb?
Time kept us behind
All work is done
Shouldn't we in secrecy
Hail undertaking that's already done?
Have we squandered our minds? Metamorphosised to number one?
It's one too many steps
It's one too many steps
Just riddle it with thoughts, paparazzi to report
It's one too many steps. Endeavours flipped around automated crying is the sound
It's one too many steps
When were we inclined to be Remaining for that juncture to succumb?
Time kept us behind
All work is done
Shouldn't we in secrecy
Hail undertaking that's already done?
Have we squandered our minds? Metamorphosised to number one?
When were we inclined to be Remaining for that juncture to succumb?
Time kept us behind
All work is done
Shouldn't we in secrecy
Hail undertaking that's already done?
Have we squandered our minds? Metamorphosised to number one?
It's one too many steps
It's one too many steps
It's one too, It's one too many steps ahead of you
Ahead of me, oh can't you see?