Chrome Waves
Andrew Bell, Laurence John Colbert, Stephen Paul Queralt, Mark Stephen Gardener
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