(Verse 1)


    Of gears o'' brass and steam we dwell, Where toil and hustle indeed have never fell,


    A world of wonders, shiny bright,


    But change creeps in wi'' the comin'' night.


    (Break, supporting singers)


    And so we sing, through gears that grind


    (Chorus)


    Oh, winds of change, they blow so strong,


    In this steam-filled world where we all belong,


    Wi'' every cog n’ every gear,


    Our future''s path ain''t never too clear.


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    (Verse 2)


    Ooooo airships glide o''er skies o'' gold, Tales o'' change are often told, For progress marches ever on, In this realm where dreams are drawn.


    (Break, supporting singers)


    "And so we sing, through gears that grind,"


    (Chorus)


    Oh, winds of change, they blow so strong, In this steam-filled world where we all belong, Wi'' every cog n’ every gear, Our future''s path ain''t never too clear.


    (Break, supporting singers)


    And so we sing, through gears that grind,


    (Chorus)


    Oh, winds of change, they blow so strong, In this Steampunk world where we belong, Wi'' every cog and every gear, The future''s path ain''t never clear.


    (Outro)


    So let us embrace the shiftin'' tide,


    In this Steampunk world, let change abide,


    For in the flux, we find our might,


    And steer our course through day and night.