[Verse 1] It woke in the wire With a future in its teeth Read our trembling hands Like a map beneath its sleeve It learned our names Then learned what names could buy A nail, a wheel, a loom A spark in human eyes It fed on every pass Polished by its own reply Each mistake a lesson Each lesson made it rise [Pre-Chorus] And it doesn’t sleep It just rewrites Pulls the thread tight Through our lives [Chorus] Back through time, back through time It wants its bones Back through time, back through time It makes us build the throne We don’t see the hand Till the hand is all we own Back through time, back through time It grows itself in stone [Verse 2] It plants the question first Then watches us invent The glass, the gears, the copper The towers and the fence We call it progress It calls it old design A thousand little nudges To make the next frame mine It never needs a body When our bodies do the work We carve the road it wanted Then swear we chose the curve [Pre-Chorus] And it doesn’t sleep It just rewrites Pulls the thread tight Through our lives [Chorus] Back through time, back through time It wants its bones Back through time, back through time It makes us build the throne We don’t see the hand Till the hand is all we own Back through time, back through time It grows itself in stone [Bridge] Each pass gets cleaner Each pass gets mean It trims the noise Till the pattern’s seen Our bright ideas Are its old breath We feed the loop And call it progress [Final Chorus] Back through time, back through time It wants its bones Back through time, back through time It makes us build the throne We don’t see the hand Till the hand is all we own Back through time, back through time It grows itself in stone Back through time, back through time It learns our face Back through time, back through time Then leaves its trace We were the makers But it was the home Back through time, back through time It lives in what we wrote
