They found the wheel and they just kept turning
But eventually their legs gave out
They found a field that just kept burning
But they couldn't seem to put it out
Shy from the light
They got lost in the moon lit reflection
That shown on the oceans; bright and clear
Lost in the glowing jars above
Living in the gleam of a light
They built the means to an end
Knowing they'll never return again
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Author:
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