[00:13.06] Power on 
[00:15.11] Face the blinding skyline in artificial dawn 
[00:18.95] Withdrawn 
[00:20.17] In simple lexicon 
[00:22.25] Nothing left but old routines 
[00:24.97] Of all you gave to me 
[00:27.05] Lay bound by programming antique 
[00:32.07] So lonesome, I sleep 
[00:36.71] And like clockwork, memories repeat in reason 
[00:42.09] Etiquette in normalcy 
[00:44.23] With only ghosts to see 
[00:46.22] Yet here I am 
[00:50.50] Always waiting 
[00:53.77] On something I can try to be 
[00:55.91] Masquerading 
[00:58.57] I’m only what you make of me 
[01:00.97] Is that the tempo I’m meant to follow? 
[01:03.37] With heavy hearts, we play our parts and fall 
[01:06.70] Is that human after all? 
[01:09.10] 
[01:17.77] Is it wrong? 
[01:19.91] Every path I follow leads to the same old dawn 
[01:23.78] So long 
[01:25.03] To binary facade 
[01:27.05] Fleeting moments dying ‘neath the starway 
[01:29.74] Recorded, sprawled across the reels of tape 
[01:32.14] I read all the notes in sequence 
[01:34.63] But I can’t make out the meaning, oh 
[01:36.94] So lonesome,I weep 
[01:41.51] And like clockwork, elegies repeat in season 
[01:46.86] Etiquette in circuitry 
[01:49.03] Connection obsolete 
[01:51.11] Yet here I weather 
[01:56.45] Always waiting 
[02:01.06] On something I can try to be 
[02:03.05] Masquerading 
[02:05.77] As more than just a fantasy 
[02:08.20] Is that the fate that I emulate? 
[02:10.44] Oh, to play pretend, until the ending calls 
[02:13.86] Is that human after all? 
[02:16.10] May I ask something? 
[02:17.44] Go ahead 
[02:18.85] Why are you always looking at the stars? 
[02:21.28] Why am I always looking at the stars? Well, I like them, I guess 
[02:26.08] … May I ask something else? 
[02:27.81] You may 
[02:29.09] Why do you like the stars? 
[02:32.48] That’s a good question 
[02:34.89] Every night as the stars align 
[02:36.90] My weary parts, my rusty heart 
[02:39.34] Recall to mind of your hand in mine 
[02:41.64] And the words I often heard said 
[02:44.33] “If God demands it, then we can’t help it” 
[02:46.73] A cycle born through pain and scorn 
[02:49.29] Reaper, sir, don’t you take me yet 
[02:51.50] While these thoughts fill my head 
[02:53.48] Could I try? 
[02:56.17] Could changing leave me gratified? 
[02:58.34] Even if it’s not 
[03:00.81] What you wanted for my afterlife 
[03:03.40] If I turned out like you 
[03:05.77] Oh, would you be mad? 
[03:07.82] Is disapproval what it takes to live again? 
[03:15.08] 
[03:31.43] Always waiting 
[03:34.60] On something I can try to be 
[03:36.65] Masquerading 
[03:39.34] As something more than anything 
[03:41.74] Is that the me that I’m meant to be? 
[03:44.04] Oh, a paragon, my back upon the wall 
[03:47.50] Is it human to be waiting? 
[03:51.37] For something you can settle on 
[03:53.48] Never changing? 
[03:56.20] A dutiful automaton? 
[03:58.57] If that’s the tempo I’m meant to follow 
[04:00.97] I’ll lose the beat to be complete and fall 
[04:04.26] I’ll be human after all
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