Heart of Progress

Our sherpa guide he wanders
Into the heart of progress
Machines for clones or soft serve
Milked cows long gone and butchered
Ler go, your mines are shaky
Dust rise and run for safety
You are the best we've got yet
Your eyes match the living room set
Talk a lot and I apologize
Over dinners of pasta bowties
Get some while you've still got it
Feet grow and shoes just won't fit
You like when things are alright
My eyes dry out in the sunlight