Silk Nexus

(huuuummmmmm) Ancient stones under plastic skies

We trace the lines where the river dry

An old song in a brand new frame (ahhh)

We call the wind by its secret name

Time is a circle,

spinning in the dark

From the ancient ember to the modern spark (hah)

We are the bridge,

we are the sound

Rising up from the sacred ground

Silicon threads on a silk road track

We look ahead but we're pulling back (ooh-wah) An ancient dream in

a modern mind

Leave the shadows of the past behind (yeeeee-aaaah) (huuuummmmmm)

We are the sound... (ahhhh)