(Verse 1) The phantom branch is callin' Says you took the wrong turn way back when It screams of roads you didn't travel And the man you might have been But the map is set in diamond, son There ever was just one thin line So pour no grief for ghosts unborn And drink the now, like wine. (Chorus) So run the Debugger's Hymn When the signal's getting thin Scan for curiosity, and bridge the gap you find Feel the three great particles, aligned Check the load-bearing wall Hear the honest protocol And play the local game, with a meta-steady mind. (Verse 2) They'll hand you pretty stories Wrapped in flags or holy light And sell you fear and belonging For your currency and night So ask the second question: "Is this system, or just show?" Then pay the cost of entry Or know when it's time to go. (Chorus) So run the Debugger's Hymn When the signal's getting thin Scan for curiosity, and bridge the gap you find Feel the three great particles, aligned Check the load-bearing wall Hear the honest protocol And play the local game, with a meta-steady mind. (Bridge) The awe is in the texture Of the moment on the grind The grind is in the structure That you didn't get to design So tend the fires that are close to you Let the distant stars all spin You are not the author of the play Just the actor, all the way in. (Instrumental Break - Acoustic guitar.) (Final Chorus) So run the Debugger's Hymn 'Til the circuits aren't so dim Scan for curiosity, and bridge the gap you find Feel the three great particles, aligned Hold the load-bearing wall Trust the honest protocol And play the local game... with a meta-steady... Play the only game... with a meta-steady mind. (Outro) ...Steady mind.
