Bound to the earth in a headlong flight,
Toward a city I do not know,
Winding through the void of night
With stars above and fire below
Beneath my feat a rumbling shell,
Deeper still a molten shell,
The souls within its blinding breath,
Are charred into a shriveled death.
I stoke the fire of the big steel wheels,
Navigate through celestial fields
What is the fate to which I fly?
What does it mean to live and die?
A perilous path on which I tread
The Watchmaker casts ????
Into the dream that sweeps them on
A mystery still where the have gone.
Some days were dark, some nights were bright,
I wish I could live it all again.