Lirieke: We Tigers. In Transit.

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See us stumble over city blocks
See us pick the locks
With tweezers;
Anything to please her while we...

Dig for tunnels in the underground
But buried states abound,
Reminding;
There's nothing left worth finding
So we'll...

Have to hurl a drone at outer space
And hope with fingers crossed it finds its landing place
The destination's strange and there's no practice range
There's static on the radio we prayed to
But I can hear a signal from the East side
We're picking up a signal from the Outside

The time remains but forms decay in whirlpools towards the drain

Have the mothers of invention died?
Or have they gone inside
For coffee;
A subtle move to off me for my...

Technological affinities
That brought with them disease
How could we?
Have thought that we could copy
So we'll...

Have to hurl a drone at outer space
And hope with fingers crossed it finds its landing place
The destination's strange and there's no practice range
There's static on the radio we prayed to
But I can hear a signal from the East side
We're picking up a signal from the Outside

The time gets further from the place we live
The time gets further from the place we live

We're moving towards the center of the sun

(Thanks to Harris for these lyrics)