There's not much makes a man but bones and sap
The skin exists to hold the spirit back
A shell to keep the soul intact
But I whisper to the voices and the voices whisper back
Take heart, I will never let you go
Take heart, we'll always be connected somehow
Take heart, you'll always be a part of me
At night I dream of wireless fidelity
For a dozen years the dream won't let go of me
The details differ but the plot line remains
I'm a quote out of context, a face without a name