Lyrics
Girls and boys and noise and toys
And music made by droids
Types and shapes and bytes and crates
And music that birds hate
Eyes and throats and lonely souls
And blinding sounds and moans
Blips and beeps and double clicks
And peeps of Siamese twins
Lost into the breathing of these times
Lost into the groove in what we ride
Lost like a child in the middle of the night
Like a shadow hidden from the light
Clones of whales and light mice crates
Systems to be laid
Ooze and brooms and moons and runes
And angels spinning rooms
Frames and flakes and tapes and cakes
And many things to make
Ties and toes and links and wheels
And sailors telling trips
Lost into the breathing of these times
Lost into the groove in what we ride
Lost like a child in the middle of the night
Like a shadow hidden from the light
Lost into the rhythm of this life
Lost into the loop in what we fly
Lost like a child in the middle of the night
I'm lost in this ocean that God cried
