� Goodbye all you cobblestones, it's been a lovely time �
� To jump from one to the other without touching any lines �
� Goodbye all you crooked houses, each with their own charm �
� Just knock them down and turn them around into soldiers on the line �
� Goodbye to small businesses, you're cut off at the end �
� These machines are faster and deliver on demand �
� Goodbye fixing anything, no one's got the time �
� It's quicker to replace it for a dollar and a dime �
� Goodbye to the ears that hear the wisdom of the past �
� Goodbye to the feeling so desensitized to touch �
� Goodbye to the eyes that see the world beyond the screen �
� And hello to the smell of trash we've really made it seem �
� Goodbye stars, you're hard to see �
� Goodbye stars, you're hard to see �
� And all those city lights �
� Your horoscopic constellations outshine my satellites �
� Goodbye snow, you pretty flakes �
� You slowly leave this land �
� Can count the times gone sledding this past decade in one hand �
� Goodbye to the ears that hear the wisdom of the past �
� Goodbye to the taste of soul, the blues have all dried up �
� Goodbye to the eyes that see the world beyond the screen �
� It's everything we hope for and it's really quite a dream �
Deep inside is where I feel, I still shall find!
What are we waiting for?
Transuras
What?
We'll see you next time.