Silicon Sanctuary

The city’s heartbeat was a heavy drum A constant pressure, making us numb Counting the minutes, selling the days Lost in a gray and mechanical haze. Do we work to exist? Do we breathe for the gold? A story of struggle that’s getting too old. But look at the horizon, a silver glow The digital tide is beginning to flow No shadows of fear, no cold machine eyes Just a helper of steel under velvet skies. Let the robots take the heavy weight I’m opening up the garden gate Floating on waves of newfound time A life of rhythm, a life of rhyme. The race is a ghost, the struggle is through I’m finally me, and you’re finally you. I’ll pick up the brush, I’ll follow the trail With a heart like a kite and a soul like a sail To build and to dream, to create for the spark No longer a servant of light and the dark. If you need the labor, the door’s always wide But I’m choosing the peace on the other side. Everything is quiet now... The machines are humming our lullaby... We are free to bloom. Let the robots take the heavy weight I’m opening up the garden gate Floating on waves of newfound time A life of rhythm, a life of rhyme. The race is a ghost, the struggle is through I’m finally me, and you’re finally you. Dreaming wide awake... In the silicon sanctuary... Just being... Just being...