One hundred years from now
See the chrome, can't hear it move
I'll meet you on the way down
Wrapped around someone`s hand

We've all moved on from here
The coloue's running dry
A drowsy line of wasted time
Bathes my open mind

This strange machinery
Is keeping you from seeing me
I'll meet you on the way down
Can't stay - unbearable to go

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Writer(s): Andrew Bell, Laurence John Colbert, Mark Stephen Gardener, Stephen Paul Queralt