It all begins as one vague idea
Put into purpose. Put into what we know
But just like everything we have made
Mechanically, eventually, it will need repair
By our strongest hands
The one's who are willing to make it all work again

I knew that it wouldn't last forever
A perfect working balance only seen in my sleep
I miss the part where it all would come together
A beautiful design that works together
The tightest tolerance that won't accept any errors
Missing the gears that bring it all together

Because it was us rebuilding this machine, again
Without the help of those who lost the hope
We will never lose our hope
In fact, it feels brand new again
And we will never lose our hope