Down as she goes
From up here is where she glows the most
Turns from silver into gold
And the story is left untold

Down as she goes
Too much downfall will she hold
Turns from shimmer into spoilt
Science fiction is groing old

I was lost and never found
Into pieces I am broken down
I was lost and never found
Into pieces I am going down

Hurts the soul
Hurts the soul
Hurts the soul
Hurts the soul

Down did she go
From up there is where she glowed the most
Turned from shiver into cold
Time is clicking are we getting old


(c) P.Bruyndonx/D.Sas