Big engine, cruising space
Ozone years, controlled daze, keeps the engine running
That was then, this is now, it must run anyhow
Don't you try, to know why?
We can't talk, close that door
Patching holes, in the sky, it's running all of the time
No one talks, no one talks
One day will we understand
How much the future is here right now?
One day will they understand
How true the future is here, and how?
Lost machine, never fails
Keep working, generate, it's the same everyday
Don't you try, to know why
I can't talk, close that door
My father gave me a small stone that he received from his father
This stone was brought from earth
by our early ancestors over three hundred years ago
Since the machine started working
Our mission, my mission, to reach central control
And throw it into some vital part of the main engine
And blow the precious generator, I do not want to have to pass this