Lyrics Age of the Smokestacks - Automaton

Age of the Smokestacks

Behold -- a bold new horizon
Untold -- the fate of the land
Find gold -- in each day passing
Brick and mortar everlasting.
When the clockwork spins on the cog
Avenue is obscured in a fog
Travelling above the street
Horse-drawn carriage obsolete.
«Gaze into the grey…»
In the age of the smokestacks
The future is afoot
Belch forth ingenuity
The skies are filled with soot
Watch as the skies go grey
Don’t abandon faith
We cannot let our wasted days
Haunt us like a wraith
Strike true -- the shock realization
The new -- stands now at your door
A view -- outlook is higher
Steel and iron forged in fire.
When the clockwork spins on the cog
Avenue is obscured in a fog
Travelling above the street
Horse-drawn carriage obsolete.
«Gaze into the grey…»
In the age of the smokestacks
The future is afoot
Belch forth ingenuity
The skies are filled with soot
Watch as the skies go grey
Don’t abandon faith
We cannot let our wasted days
Haunt us like a wraith
In the age of the smokestacks
The future is afoot
Belch forth ingenuity
The skies are filled with soot
Watch as the skies go grey
Don’t abandon faith
We cannot let our wasted days
Haunt us like a wraith…