Words Willcox/Music Lee,Glockler)



walk

talk

bend and break



Stumble

Crumble

The world

car

Lost city of fire



Pyramids shake

Apartment blocks

Awake



am alone

On this lost city of Mars

have grown alone

Among glass and stolen cars



The pylons hum

Geckos run

Conveyor belts hum

Stars tumble

To the foot

Of the temple



am alone

On this lost city of Mars

have grown alone

Among glass and stolen cars



The doors

The ice

million

Glass eyes

On a trillion

Wheeling cogs

The dust

The rust



million mouths sigh

In the lost city of the Gods



The strangers applaud

The sect of lost horizons

And distant shores

Applause



Childhood delusions of grandeur and fame

You open door

In I came

am the child

You need to feed

receive your intentions

With instinctive greed



I'm the pet of the multitudes

I'm the pet of your metal and tubes

fluid and goo

Corridors and pavements

Conveyor belts

And streams

Cosmetic operations

For all buildings in need

Pods and peas, metal fatigue



Pedestrians with soda syphons

Clockwork mice and twelve foot pythons

Hitchhikers Guide and Monty Pythons