Some of us know how little time's left Others hold their breath and wait for death
Smoke comes after fire And I smoke until retired
I won't put my feet up Until there's no feet left
With my head up in the clouds The sunlight's snaking around and round
Engineering is all I see
Some of us curtain to a ball and drink Down on the river west to avoid the test
Smoke comes after fire And these banks can't lift us up
We'll be fighting the current Until there's no drift left
With my head up in the clouds The sunlight's snaking around and round
Engineering is all I see With my feet planted I found
The sunlight's snaking around and round and round
Engineering is all I see
We can be
