The Grid

Detach anchors from the frame

The grid has come alive again

It put me as charge through the wire

Held me in arms for a while



Give me life through the vein

The grid was born to life again

It said "I will not be torn away"

Keep me in arms



Girls and boys

Listen up and i will tell you how to find a place

I will tell you how to find your place



And i wonder, are you happy

Yeah i'd like it, if you were happy

I wonder, are you happy

Cus i'd like it, if you're happy



My dear, our paths are bound to cross

On the plane we both traverse

In mesh and wire bind me

Connect and finally disperse