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)
Into sadness we go... must have played it around 2.000 times on tape and another 500 on vinyl. I'll meet you on the way down... still brings shivers to my spine. Just like being 20 again.