Paroles de The Singing Arc

All of my lost inventions Somehow I'm feeling much older What fate is in store, to be forgotten? Will there be a history written, or not? All the world has changed Time unfolds when there is progres made Gears unwind to propel me far Centuries of design The singing arc Live to tell wonderous tales? I'm just a ghost of my former The loss of peers has sentenced me To suffer the knowledge fo what I've learned All the world has changed Time unfolds when there is progres made Gears unwind to propel me far Centuries of design The singing arc