

I wake up
to a thousand notifications (ooh)
voices everywhere
but somehow
I feel alone
My memories are floating
inside a glass machine
every word I ever said
is somewhere in between A photograph of yesterday
a shadow of my face
I search for something human
inside a perfect space
Can you hear me?
(hear
me) Can you feel me?
(feel me) Beyond the numbers
beyond the screen
I have a digital heartbeat
beating underneath the noise I am more than information I am more
than just a voice If the world becomes a mirror
and everything becomes clear will there be something left of me
when nobody is here?
The algorithm knows my rhythm it predicts the songs I love but
it never felt the silence
when I lost someone I loved It can create a thousand pictures
of a perfect summer sky
but it never felt the sunlight
touching someone's eyes
Maybe we are not the answers
Maybe we are the questions
Maybe every imperfection is the proof that we are
alive
I have a digital heartbeat beating underneath the noise
I am more than information
I am more than just a voice
When the machines remember everything and the future disappears
I will leave a little signal saying I was here
still breathing
still dreaming
still human