Synthetic Lament

Today was yesterday wearing tomorrow’s face,

I woke up to sleep in a familiar place.

The morning came calling,

I answered the same,

Another small circle inside of the frame.

I used to walk where the wild roads bend,

Now the road knows where I’m going

before I begin.

Go, go, go — then come,

come, come, A thousand directions,

but nowhere to run.

Who turned the stars into numbers?

Who taught the river to flow?

If everything knows where it’s going,

Why am I the last one to know?

Eden, Eden

— what have you done?

Why hide the garden from everyone?

I can barely dream of ecstasy,

When every dream dreams itself for me.

Dream’s reality, reality’s a dream,

Nothing is ever quite what it seems.

If heaven is waiting beyond the machine,

Why does it feel like I’ve already been? (ooh-ooh)

I wake to a world that remembers my name,

It knows what I want before I can say.

It gives me a mirror,

it gives me a choice,

It learns every silence,

it copies my voice.

I reach for the moon — it appears on a screen,

I ask for a world — it gives me a scene.

Everything possible, nothing is real,

Tell me, machine, what am I meant to feel?

Who taught the birds their direction?

Who gave the ocean its sound?

If I surrender every question,

Will I finally be found?

Maybe tomorrow already happened,

Maybe yesterday never passed.

Maybe the present is only a doorway

We keep walking through too fast.

Go, go,

go

—

Come, come, come — Round and round,

We become what we’ve become.

And somewhere beneath the wires,

Beneath the numbers, beneath the noise,

There is a little human heartbeat Still trying to remember its voice.

Eden, Eden — open the gate,

Before we automate the shape of our fate.

Let me dream a dream that belongs to me,

Let me lose myself to discover what’s real.

Dream’s reality, reality’s a dream,

Wake me before I disappear in the stream.

If Eden was never a place to begin,

Maybe the garden was always within. (ahhh)

Today was yesterday.

Tomorrow is today.

I wake up to sleep.

I walk, but the road leads the way.

Go… go… go… Come… come… come… And somewhere in the silence,

I remember how to dream. (dream...)