As far as I go, I'll never ever make beauty on my own
With sky as backdrop, the foreground's grandeur is forgot
In failure I realize, I only really failed because the way I tried
As far as I go, I'll never ever make beauty on my own

With smoke stacks I'll adorn the skies
Plumes of steam billowing,
and over cityscapes they'll rise
as rain clouds, storm clouds

Hallelujah