'Time's not on our side!' The demons cry inside our heads We're past the half way line The paint has lost its shine, it seems, instead
And though our backs are aching Our dignity's been taken We're not complaining Searching for a spark in the aether
It seems for far too long We've sung old songs to keep us young But there's more than just one tune Let's whistle up some new ones, fill our lungs!
Let's engineer a breakdown Let's get lost on new ground Tell our friends what we found Searching for a spark in the aether
All of the barriers and fear of the fall All of the limits don't matter at all Taking the hard road, the wind in our hair There's gold in the twilight if we tear ourselves... ... from the humdrum, from the old songs, from the past!