It feels like
We're being swallowed in the wave
Wave of information
Wake up or
You'll become a slave
Of your own imagination
Mr. Rocococo
Time fades into space
Things will fall into place
And I will take you home
Sun has crashed to the ground
It's burning us, burning down
Stars they follow the sun
Sun is one
We'll be here till we're done
Time fades into space
Gotta keep up with the race
Things will fall into place
And I will take you home