How it started.huh
In the control room of our spinning sphere
Where unseen hands guide the atmosphere
A cosmic dance, orchestrated unseen
As we navigate through the starry dream
Control room
Where the strings are pulled
From the heights above
To the depths below
In the hands
Of those we cannot see
We're just passengers
In this grand decree
From the cradle to the grave
We're lead astray
By the whispers of power
That always sway
But in the silence of the cosmic night
We'll reclaim our voice
We'll reclaim our light
Ahhhhhhhhhhh
Control room
Where the strings are pulled
From the heights above
To the depths below
In the hands
Of those we cannot see
We're just passengers
In this grand decree.