| Circuitry |
|---|
| Circuitry, seems to me |
| More like a circus wheel |
| With dancing lights and purple horses |
| And of coarse there’s giraffes |
| Just give in |
| Let it spin around |
| Watch and see, tell you greed |
| Is more like a sleeping seed |
| See one its time let it shine |
| This is the age of the wiseman |
| Now complete all is freed |
| Breathe or be cold |
| Stories that hold us |
| Told us together we are |
