We won't.

If it can be broke, then it can be fixed

If it can be fused, then it can be split

It's all under control

If it can be lost, then it can be won

If it can be touched, then it can be turned

All you need is time

We promised the world we'd tame it

What were we hoping for?

A sense of purpose, and a sense of skill

A sense of function, but a disregard

We will not be the first, we won't

You said you were going to conquer new frontiers

Go and stick your bloody head in the jaws of the beast

Breathe in (Breathe out)

Breathe out (Breathe in)

So here we are reinventing the wheel

I'm shaking hands with a hurricane

It's a colour that I can't describe

It's a language I can't understand

Ambition, tearing out the heart of you

Carving lines into you

Dripping down the sides of you

We will not be the last

Tunng - The Pioneers