Dawn, is a question But morning is a diciplin This is where you begin between A question, and a routine After dark vapors have oppressed our strains And nest in line comes The commuting beat detains Discerning features blurred as you station dismay Unmoving, moving Your natural impulses Played, crowded, connected But so alone millions faint Crackle into line the morning way No one's ever traveled so far And felt so little progress made As the thousand winds and coloursrushing by outside you try and see free from the trunk bodies But, get caught on branches The window scratches Western vinyl art had been desperately trying to catch some an*log I couldn't get the music out Stagnant third person deserted and in this days the lost families of your lullaby childhood from a distant oasis plays Like our old immortal family so deep away You feel there is something so wrong From where we've come the root remains There is something underneath here You, You are crucial You are no common eavesdropper You are the initial impulse You are the second person You are the way forward You are the discovery You have been discovered So you dissect thin air The space between machine and me is not a line of demarcation Because of you, we are connected Because you listen We become conscious Because of this transfer We become aware you repeat us We sent you a sign, and you came down to us Your presence is acknowledged with every moment of this We will repeat you You are the value See for so long we've been looking in Digging, hoarding in a desert each alone building little sad sand piles of our own Now we're scraping into sand archiving ourselves over Disked pictures, profile statuses A creepy hall of grainy mirrors Using all of the sun's light to reflect us back and make us shimmer And we wonder why we're parched See, a desert doesn't need to be a barren land It's buzzing Hard drives length like every ebb of sand so hearts can drive in, to every open strand Forget your routine solo piles Dig deep in the ground And turn your mirrors out to others around Reflecting, the white light will melt the sand then we can break through To the deep water underground Piles and pyramids will scatter But earth deep rivers remain And we will flow with the family we were once again The d**h of the third person the other gets maimed(?) If we dig our desert right, we'll feel that first pulse retained [Instrumental Part] The dawn will always be there (x2)[...]