Interface
march home to that centripetal drone
but step into a rhythm that's all your own
discover your home tone
'cause any old way you muse can't lose
when you're homegrown
no matter how far you may roam, so...
mark time with a sympathetic rhyme like
every word you use you choose by design:
mundane yet divine
if ever you feel immune stay tuned for the high sign
broadcasting live from just beyond the grave divide
(that graphic interplay in black & white)
it's not the black side
it's not the white
it's the Interface
interface
(the mercurial edge)
it's not your dark side
nor your light
it's your interface
interface
(the mercurial edge)
touch stone to electric flesh and bone
step into that mirror see how you've grown
and how far from home you've flown
if ever you feel sub par see, star, beneath your own dome
just cock your crown and take that throne, please
come clean
are you mammal or machine?
well truthfully you seem to be in between
toward which are you prone to lean?
if ever you get confused
just choose to peruse the seam
and maybe then you'll see
they share a common dream
(this livid interface in redbluegreen)
it's not the black side
it's not the white
it's the Interface
interface
(the mercurial edge)
it's not your dark side
nor your light
it's the interface
interface
(the mercurial edge)
it's not the black side
it's not the white
it's the Interface
interface
(the mercurial edge)
it's not your dark side
nor your light
it's the interface
interface
(the mercurial edge)
God help the man who gets carried away
in either direction
Gaia help the girl who gets caught in a whirl
of dangerous affections
God help the girl who develops a pearl
& is killed upon collection
Gaia help the boy who's in love with the toy
that's burned after infection
God help the gal who hasn't a pal
yet gets all of the attention
Gaia help the man who developed the plan
that's been doomed since its conception
it's not the black side
it's not the white
it's the Interface
interface
(the mercurial edge)
it's not your dark side
nor your light
it's the interface
interface
(the mercurial edge)
it's not the black side
it's not the white
it's the Interface
interface
(the mercurial edge)
it's not your dark side
nor your light
it's the interface
interface
(the mercurial edge)
but step into a rhythm that's all your own
discover your home tone
'cause any old way you muse can't lose
when you're homegrown
no matter how far you may roam, so...
mark time with a sympathetic rhyme like
every word you use you choose by design:
mundane yet divine
if ever you feel immune stay tuned for the high sign
broadcasting live from just beyond the grave divide
(that graphic interplay in black & white)
it's not the black side
it's not the white
it's the Interface
interface
(the mercurial edge)
it's not your dark side
nor your light
it's your interface
interface
(the mercurial edge)
touch stone to electric flesh and bone
step into that mirror see how you've grown
and how far from home you've flown
if ever you feel sub par see, star, beneath your own dome
just cock your crown and take that throne, please
come clean
are you mammal or machine?
well truthfully you seem to be in between
toward which are you prone to lean?
if ever you get confused
just choose to peruse the seam
and maybe then you'll see
they share a common dream
(this livid interface in redbluegreen)
it's not the black side
it's not the white
it's the Interface
interface
(the mercurial edge)
it's not your dark side
nor your light
it's the interface
interface
(the mercurial edge)
it's not the black side
it's not the white
it's the Interface
interface
(the mercurial edge)
it's not your dark side
nor your light
it's the interface
interface
(the mercurial edge)
God help the man who gets carried away
in either direction
Gaia help the girl who gets caught in a whirl
of dangerous affections
God help the girl who develops a pearl
& is killed upon collection
Gaia help the boy who's in love with the toy
that's burned after infection
God help the gal who hasn't a pal
yet gets all of the attention
Gaia help the man who developed the plan
that's been doomed since its conception
it's not the black side
it's not the white
it's the Interface
interface
(the mercurial edge)
it's not your dark side
nor your light
it's the interface
interface
(the mercurial edge)
it's not the black side
it's not the white
it's the Interface
interface
(the mercurial edge)
it's not your dark side
nor your light
it's the interface
interface
(the mercurial edge)
Credits
Writer(s): Pete Rugolo
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