The hands of science weaving future for us all
The threads of generations held within their thrall
There’s no direction, repercussion for decay
With this great tapestry the threads begin to fray
Through centuries of dedication with their hands up to the sky
The fate of their imagination holding lives inside their eyes
I know I'll never see what lies along the road
I'll never know what will become of seeds we've sown
All we can do is just prepare them for their time
To build a better world when all these birds have flown
And so we dedicate our lives to serve a future cause
We save and slave away just trying not to fall
We lay foundations for our children then to build upon
A lasting aspiration that our tower will stand tall
What will we become? Our daughters and sons?
We pass them the flame, will they remember your name?