
Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Song language: English
Luca |
We’ve opened up the book in your cells to find your soul |
And define your reason |
In your chromosomes we see you naked |
Without the fairy tales that feel like home |
And every treasured variation and ideation is encoded |
You’re a war inside |
A cloud of conflicts from four billion years alive |
The whole intent is letting go of all your preconceived |
Behold the gems inside your code, there’s no turning back |
So given all that we know now |
Ask not if but how we’ll make the change |
And turn the sculptor into sculpture |
Cut ourselves out and fly away |
The whole intent is letting go of all your preconceived |
The doll returns to break the mold, there’s no turning back |