We built the factory years ago
Before any of us can even remember

We were clueless
So we made it from what we could find
Broken parts

Now we wake up
Go to work
Make more broken parts

To build the factory bigger
Expand it for years to come
And look up

To envy the sunshine from the skylights
The magical hum of working factories
The fresh air outside

We built this factory
Will we find the door?

We left it somewhere
Beneath all the broken parts

Or will we look back down
Where the pale sunlight warms our hands

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