Lyrics

Through the wires endlessly
We all are numbers but none are free
Individual art, elusive fantasy
Statistics on a chart is all we’ll ever be

Moving through the silence
Aimless ones are we
Echoless our sonance
Faithless is our creed

Ones and zeros in twos and threes
Recycled heroes is all we’ll ever be
Faces in blue light bathed in rhapsody
Another episode is all we ever need

Moving through the silence
Aimless ones are we
Echoless our sonance
Faithless is our creed

Holding the lifelines
To billions of lifetimes
And folding our maps along the way
Searching for bright signs
While blurring the bright lines
And folding our maps along the way
GThornburg & RManor 2024