Text for song:
Identify
I play some sort of part
I recognized the sounds as a child
The out of tune Orchestra of Life
Assemblance and Order must be found
For all the cries, of sickness and pain, and suffering
Red flags and Warning Signals
And under a dying hot sun
A living mind
A collective in Time
Of which we're all apart
Of which we're all a part
Of which we're all apart
There is a larger purpose, that I am aware
This is a peace in here
And matter streams, composed of pulsing energy
In all living things, in all living things
And under a dying hot sun
A living mind
A collective in Time
And under a dying hot sun
I really do care, I really do care
I really do care
Despite all the cold and in ourselves
The perfect running machine
The perfect running machine
Of which we're all apart