Stained glass memories of a broken dream
A time of progress, a time of steam
Chimneys billowing across the sky
A time of conquest, a time to die

Riding, riding, riding on the waves
A time that never was, welcome the old ways
Riding, riding, riding on the waves of steam
On the waves of steam

It could be you! Could be me!
Could be us, just wait and see!
Combustible hearts and minds
Are all that we will leave behind!

Times are changing
Rearranging

Cathedral spires glisten in the sun
While down below war has begun
A new invention to save us all
A brand new cause for our downfall!

Riding, riding, riding on the waves
Riding, riding, riding on the waves
Riding, riding, riding on the waves
Riding, riding, riding on the waves

Riding, riding, riding on the waves
A time that never was, welcome the old ways
Riding, riding, riding on the waves of steam
On the waves of steam

It could be you! Could be me!
Could be us, just wait and see!
Combustible hearts and minds
Are all that we will leave behind!