Simpler Machines

歌詞

I wouldn't say I was an old fool yet but a time arrives in the lives of men when a kindly mist enshrouds the Holy Past (we wouldn't make those mistakes again). The backward glance: always a price to pay for who has lived that time has not battered? As we stand at the mercy of the sun- no longer those whom the daylight flatters. Sometimes the scent on a drifting breeze draws us back to when all of our hands were clean when all the world seemed comprehensible: what we had with all those simpler machines (and still we yearn for all those simpler machines...) Shell-shocked by the speed of life and nothing broken we know how to mend bewildered by such perpetual delights: we want to feel the wheels and architraves again. And preciously; precariously -robust as porcelain figurines- we take a bow and start to say goodnight comrades for ever with all those simpler machines locked into history with those simpler machines The Scrapyard Stars are glittering tonight: the shards and smithereens No question: it is a sentimental sight our toys and tools all of those simpler machines. they'll break your heart alright, those simpler machines...