Time slips away
Screens hold our gaze
In a world of grey
The pixelated veil obscures
Is there anyone
Left who is not a machine?
In the grip of sloth
Life seems a routine
Hunting for a spark
In the crowded silence
In search of untied souls
In the midst of the shroud
Through the mist we wander
Searching for untied souls
In the haze of doubt
We yearn for clarity
Is there anyone
Left who is not a machine?
In the grip of sloth
Life seems a routine
Hunting for a spark
In the crowded silence
In search of untied souls
In the midst of the shroud
Hunting for a spark
In the silent crowd
In search of untied souls
In the midst of the shroud
In the stillness
Where the echo fades
We seek those whose
Fire has not been extinguished.
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English
Time slips away
Screens hold our gaze
In a world of grey
The pixelated veil obscures
Is there anyone
Left who is not a machine?
In the grip of sloth
Life seems a routine
Hunting for a spark
In the crowded silence
In search of untied souls
In the midst of the shroud
Through the mist we wander
Searching for untied souls
In the haze of doubt
We yearn for clarity
Is there anyone
Left who is not a machine?
In the grip of sloth
Life seems a routine
Hunting for a spark
In the crowded silence
In search of untied souls
In the midst of the shroud
Hunting for a spark
In the silent crowd
In search of untied souls
In the midst of the shroud
In the stillness
Where the echo fades
We seek those whose
Fire has not been extinguished.
Screens hold our gaze
In a world of grey
The pixelated veil obscures
Is there anyone
Left who is not a machine?
In the grip of sloth
Life seems a routine
Hunting for a spark
In the crowded silence
In search of untied souls
In the midst of the shroud
Through the mist we wander
Searching for untied souls
In the haze of doubt
We yearn for clarity
Is there anyone
Left who is not a machine?
In the grip of sloth
Life seems a routine
Hunting for a spark
In the crowded silence
In search of untied souls
In the midst of the shroud
Hunting for a spark
In the silent crowd
In search of untied souls
In the midst of the shroud
In the stillness
Where the echo fades
We seek those whose
Fire has not been extinguished.
Writer: Mario Moscotto
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid