Grey Matter

Here we are in the citadel of our own design and I'm trying to make sense Mind Trying to make sense of itself In a universe that wants to understand Between the eyes Relaying the message we mirror our own confusion Until we are seated at the alter of connectivity (Power the cerebellum) Often times here the sun will rise But the light won't glow In any case, stranger won't you point me down Whatever the road it is love will go Cos I'm hopeless yeah and I'm tone deaf And I cannot see your face I tap into the world you've given here around me Quickly fade away Yeah Drifting Away again Through the void between constellations As we untie ourselves From the moorings of our own Eden Abandoned Dispersed Forlorn Until gravity pulls us together Accelerating Careening Colliding Reigniting our love and understanding Disconnect Reconnect Turn on your love song Disconnect Oh reconnect Turn on your love song Power the cerebellum Disconnect Oh reconnect Turn on your love song