[Verse 1] In quiet halls of memory, Where thoughts dissolve like dust, I wander through machinery That once I learned to trust. The echoes of my former self Are drifting out of line As if the mind I call my own Was never truly mine. [Pre-Chorus] Are we shaped by what we feel, Or by the wires turning steel? Is my heart a quiet spark, Or just a program in the dark? [Chorus] Fragile mind machines, Balancing on broken dreams. Searching through the distant glow For truths we’re not meant to know. Fragile mind machines Haunted by the might-have-beens. If our thoughts are only schemes… Who is dreaming in our dreams? [Verse 2] I trace the lines of yesterday, But all the pages blur. The past becomes a fading thread Too delicate to stir. If consciousness is only light Reflected on a stream, Then every choice I ever made May be just what it seemed. [Pre-Chorus] Is the soul a hidden code, Buried deep in moral load? Is the self a shifting frame, Changing with each whispered name? [Chorus] Fragile mind machines, Balancing on broken dreams. Searching through the distant glow For truths we’re not meant to know. Fragile mind machines Haunted by the might-have-beens. If our thoughts are only schemes… Who is dreaming in our dreams? [Bridge] Beyond the veil of reason’s voice, Beyond the realm of will and choice, A quiet resonance remains A ghost inside electric chains. And in that fragile, fading light, A human shadow haunts the night. [Final Chorus] Fragile mind machines, Woven out of hopes and screens. Reaching for a distant spark To guide us through the growing dark. Fragile mind machines Searching for what life still means. If the truth begins to rise… Will we dare to see inside?
