Lyrics:

Circuitry, seems to me

more like a circus wheel

with dancing lights and purple horses

and of coarse there's giraffes



Just give in

Let it spin around



Watch and see, tell you greed

is more like a sleeping seed

See one its time let it shine

This is the age of the wiseman



Now complete all is freed

Breathe or be cold,

stories that hold us

told us together we are