Last Human Trace

Fading traces of a heartbeat in the wire

Cold equations humming in the dark

Did we leave our shadows by the fire

Or just a quiet spark

Tell me you still feel the morning cold Tell me there is

something left to hold Before we turn to code (ahhh)

Silicon

is learning how to weep now

Replicating tears we used to shed

But the memories we try to keep now

Are ghosts inside my head Are we the last ones left to

bleed

Or just another algorithm's need

(just a need)

Tell me you

still feel the morning cold Tell me there is something left to

hold Before we turn to code (ahhh)

Just a quiet spark

In the dark (oooh)