Isolation

Isolation in the age of information Reaching for your warm touch through a cold computer screen Isolation, leaving no room for intonation Wish that for a moment I could feel what I have seen If I could touch you, just for this moment Both arms around you, without a care Isolation, sitting in your own stagnation Take a deep breath of this sick and sterile air Isolation is an empty metro station Pick a train to nowhere and fulfill your wildest dreams Isolation, a steady dulling of sensation Flashing signs belie a progressively hollow scene If I could feel you, feel you beside me Let you surround me, and bring me life Isolation in the name of our salvation Hopeless grasping for some meaning in our strife