It all happened so soon
The fire on the horizon at dawn
The vanishing act of the moon
The stars turning off, the lights turning on
The gears set in motion
The engines of industry slowly
Clanking to life
The veins in and out of the cites
Beginning to flow with cars
The smoke rising from the smokestacks and chimneys
As the monster breathes again
The little ones shook awake and sent off
To learn how to keep the machine alive
Their young brains beginning to crystallise
To think the madness they inherit is sanity