Chrome Waves - Ride

One hundred years from now

See the chrome, cam’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

(andy)