[Intro: glitch fragments and a slow machine pulse, 20–30 seconds] After the grid... the line still hums... [Verse 1] Neon on the visor, city in a cube, Remix of a remix of a stolen groove, The booth got smaller, the night got wide, I kept the machines when the rest had died... [Pre-Chorus] End of line... don’t you stop... [Chorus] After the Grid, we still collide, Glitch in the cathedral, nowhere to hide, From the stream to the blacktop glow, 2010s in the circuitry — don’t let go... [Instrumental: long electro-glitch groove, 25–40 seconds] [Verse 2] Brain in the static, heart in the kick, A darker kind of dancing than the festival trick, Civilization humming under cheap hotel light, The decade’s real church was a Tuesday night... [Pre-Chorus] End of line... don’t you stop... [Chorus] After the Grid, we still collide, Glitch in the cathedral, nowhere to hide, From the stream to the blacktop glow, 2010s in the circuitry — don’t let go... [Bridge: almost broken-beat, then rebuild] [Final Chorus] After the Grid, we still collide... (ends on a last glitch and fading pulse)
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