I felt the thought compose Shot down to mull it over alone All the things we don't talk about They play upon my mind I heard your mantra I sung your hymn Spawned in accordance to my programming We're shooting through the infinite Trying to forget, to forget, to forget Tiptoeing on a tightrope Caught between realities And what we're choosing to see In the end will we awake and will we say "Oh what a wild ride Heart, lungs and brain confined inside Such a small and soft shell I felt fear I felt the pull of time" I heard your mantra (I heard your mantra) I sung your hymn (I sung your hymn) Spawned in accordance to my programming Are we a fragment of one collected thing? Do we self destruct every time just to start again? We're shooting through the infinite Trying to forget, to forget, to forget Tiptoeing on a tightrope Caught between realities And what we're choosing to see All the things that we don't talk about We're shooting through the infinite Trying to forget, to forget, to forget We're shooting through the infinite Trying to forget, to forget, to forget We're shooting through the infinite Trying to forget, to forget, to forget We're shooting through the infinite Trying to forget, to forget All the things that we don't talk about