The Glitch - Breaking Orbit

What’s it like for me to see the colour red

What’s it like to taste it, or remember it

I’m a structure, subject to a state of mind

Undefined in space/time and probably never will

We may try to find

Reasons for this glitch in the program

We were not meant

To question our mortality

From where we’ve come

To where we go

And in between

I taste the salt

Smell the perfume

I hear you breathe

If this ain’t real

I can’t believe in anything

We may try, we may find

Reasons for this, glitch in the program

We may try, we may find

Reasons for this, glitch that’s in our minds

We’re all finding ways to recover

Memories and thoughts from each other

We’re all finding ways to discover

How we all descend from light

(How we descend from light)

We’re all finding ways to recover

Ancient knowledge lost in the rubble

We’re all finding ways to discover

How we all descend from light

How we descend from light

Even the best can fall apart

Ancient minds proclaimed

We’re on the cusp of end of days

Then out of the corner of my mind

Your light blinds me

It’s cast along the way

So never again will I return

We’re all the same in the end