The Technomancer's Gift

Look in the mirror, face it. Tell me what you see. Do you see reflections of a man you couldn't be? Is it coded in you? This is not your fate. It's digital reverb chasing the ghosts of long dead days. Fly away, chase your tail. Burn retrograde. Dive in to the sun. No, I cannot explain it. It's The path you take. Actual coordinates get tangled up with fate. Left and right are irrelevant, if there's no such thing. Infinite spinning and dancing in to the void of space. Fly away, chase your tail. Burn retrograde. Dive in to the sun. You left me stranded on a wing and a prayer. These calculations left me getting nowhere. You left me stranded on a wing and a prayer. The Technomancer's gift is a lonely gift. We're a long way out from nowhere and I thought I saw a sign. I thought I had 'em this time but it was a trick of the mind. I'll fly away, chase your tail. Burn retrograde. Dive in to the sun.