The Futures in our hands Will we last It's rare to see the star- Amongst the gas Curious thoughts I can never be at ease Connect the dots In every modern dream Disharmony has caught us Off our guard Illuminating for us What we are With too many thoughts I can never be at peace Untie the knot In every modern scene Undeniable the resource that I bring I may not live forever oh Death dates due in December oh But if you live cosmology Maybe you'll breath life back to