With your arms by your sides
And scenes of the night in your eyes
You struggle understanding
Where have you gone this time?
And what does it mean
To see through the cracks in a cracked screen
To fall through the layers of the in-between
To stand back and behold the machine
Take a look to the sky
And see many times passing by
We all deserve an ending
A story for every life
But what does it mean
To see through the cracks in a cracked screen
To fall through the layers of the in-between
To stand back and behold the machine
I've seen the future and it's electric
I'm asking each one half of a pair
How do you know when you're really there?
We live inside a dream
We see through the cracks in a cracked screen
We fall through the layers of the in-between
We stand back and behold the machine