Elder Engineers - Valiant Hearts

Do you still feel the weakness in your knees

When you think about finally waking up from a dream?

These notions from another time spill from your head

So tell me

Why do the words resound and shift in the narrative

As I read it slowly now?

So can we walk across, across the threshold

Before our hearts all give out?

I fear the gears and how they wind

Do you feel the gears ticking down inside your mind?

Do you feel the energy that we emit when we collide?

Will you run away with me somewhere we can hide?

To a workshop in need of your autonomic eyes

You carry all our weight

You’re the deserts engineer by design

You stumbled all this way just to find out you’re not alive

The stardust is thick in my lungs, we can’t breathe in

The nitrogen clicks and the cold deepens

Do you still feel

Do you still feel the weakness in your knees

When you think about finally waking up from a dream?

These notions from another time spill from your head

So tell me

Why do the words resound and shift in the narrative

As I read it slowly now?

So can we walk across, across the threshold

Before our hearts all give out?

Give out

As time strains and the ground erodes

Your mechanical body is getting old

These moving parts, they move no more, we have lost control

Motor functions gone along with everything we know

This smoke-stack in my head is bellowing dreams

Flowing and ebbing into lucidity

This smoke-stack in my head is bellowing dreams

Flowing and ebbing into lucidity

Do you still feel the weakness in your knees

When you think about finally waking up from a dream?

These notions from another time spill from your head

So tell me

Why do the words resound and shift in the narrative

As I read it slowly now?

So can we walk across, across the threshold

Before our hearts all give out?

Give out

So could this finally be where we turn to dust

At the end of an era, the end of an era?

I’m finally free from this rusted husk

At the end of an era, the end of it all

This smoke-stack in my head is bellowing dreams

Flowing and ebbing into lucidity

This smoke-stack in my head is bellowing dreams

Flowing and ebbing into lucidity