

(go) Rain-slicked glass and concrete towers
Velocity through endless hours
Charging forward through the glare
Static heavy in the air
Gridlines burning, engines roar We don't look back anymore
Ride the current, break the wall
Through the dark we hear the call
(hear the call)
Fading traces in the rearview
Accelerating out of view
Tracing shadows on the screen
Living inside the machine
Lost inside the grid (forever)