The lighthouse winks across the water  blue white streamers a beacon of light  standing empty, whitewashed tower  where progress and man pass like ships  in the night  we're watching the right hand  not watching the left hand  sonn we'll be watching the worl  d turn  with no hands at all  we're really amazing  this trail we are blazing  burning the bridge between our rise  and fall....  weathered old man, tending the flame  lit a big fire for the child in me  salty dog in a shoreline castle  being replaced by a chip in the sea  - chorus -  we used to dig! lift! heave!  now we has turned to it  programs! computes!  but hardly understands.  a wave of progress is rising  and rising  rising over this figure of our  history  washing away years of tradition  a life and love buried at sea  set adrift among the neon and fast food  countless forms and manpower cues  a castaway on a push button planet  where progress is measured my how  much you lose  - chorus -