Watch pixels pull apart right from the seams
I am basking in a glow of fuzz, show me love in a digital dream
The closest thing to any god that I have ever seen
Lives in lines of code and static hiss inside a backlit screen
A hurricane of heaven pulses through my brain
Fenced in by an electric haze of hope
Looping round me like a tape
It takes no form, it takes no shape
'A Minha Menina' slices through me like a sword
Send me in between or back in time to where everything was forged
The closest thing to any god that I have ever heard
Sings inspiring hymns through wire and tin without the use of words
A hurricane of heaven pulses through my brain
Fenced in by an electric haze of hope
Looping round me like a tape
More forever than I ever thought that I could take
Unwound, wondering what will happen when
I wind it back and play it again
Stop searching for the meaning to your life
Pick your vice and stick to it
The clock, the needle or the knife