I can see the brand new sun
Fluorescent screens surround me.
Burning through our retinas
We're single file, we're hungry.
I was still a pregnant cell
the space invaders landed
we knew they had been on their way
but now we all were stranded.
Elders say we've lost our way
their little lives are closing
and though I know no difference
inside I'm decomposing.
So tangled up in my frustration
won't concede to breathe the pain in
I don't see you as my garden
So I know that you belong to me.
She's so sad and beautiful
A languishing element
we strain to first see through the noise
our eyes connect and intertwine
Is this it? What we had sold
before we knew we owned it?
'Cause breath to glass
our souls of smoke
it dawns on her
it dawns on me.
So tangled up in my frustration
won't concede to breathe the pain in
I don't see you as my garden
So I know that you belong to me.
We slip away to our one asylum
darkness' one last kingdom.
Where one blacklight shows pictures hung
of a world where we once knew of freedom.
No little windows with thick glass and thick sills
No kaleidosunsets of diodes and pixels
No hunger inside me that begs me to fix ills.
The breeze of her breath satiates
as the sea of her irises waits.
Could there be a way we could win it back?
Step up for our love for the elements at bay.
There is a way we can win it back.
Ignore the noise and the oppression goes away.
Could there be a way we could win it back?
Step up for our love for the elements at bay.
There is a way we can win it back.
Ignore the noise and the oppression goes away.
I tear down the chains and I plunge into her eyes
the big brand new sun devalued down to a disguise
Hand in hand we dance back freely through the corridor
and the queues of youth can understand
what they've never seen before.
Tangled up in my frustration
won't concede to breathe the pain in
I don't see you as my garden
So I know that you belong to me.
Tangled up in my frustration
won't concede to breathe the pain in
I can see her in my garden
so I know that
I belong to me