" The Time Machine"

Caress your mane and enter in
and touch the lovers you have known
Up and down, round and round
One hundred years, we've held your rein
Up and down, round and round
You play your music from the stars
We wonder where your children are
You have traveled a million miles
You will travel a million more
Up and down, round and round
Through the mirror ten thousand souls
Up and down, round and round
I touch your mane, I touch their souls
Up and down, round and round
To whirl and twirl with sculptured gold
With blazing lights and radiant eyes
Swirling through years gone by
Whirling through years to be
Everything has changed, you remain the same
Up and down, round and round
I touch your mane, I touch their souls
Up and down, round and round