We're all just blocks
Of code or DNA
We're all the same
Only thought remains
Oh It never ends
It all comes again
Cyclical
Big black hole
Consciousness
In our control
We'll wake each other soon
In the womb
We'll wake each other soon
In the Lost Woods
When the sun goes down
And our voices are calling out for home
Say it out loud
What do you want from it
Here it comes
Here it comes
Here it comes
