In the Year 2059

In the year twenty twenty-seven dawn,
Screens decide what side your truth is on,
Voices filtered through a coded stream,
You forget what real used to mean.

In the year twenty thirty-five we see,
Hands don’t touch, just swipe reality,
Hearts get measured by a data chart,
Numbers try to stand in for your heart.

(Chorus)
In the end it’s not the machines we fear,
It’s the truth that we just disappeared,
We traded soul for comfort and control,
Now there’s nothing left to make us whole.
We built a world that slowly drained our flame,
Now no one even remembers our name,
If this is all the future’s meant to be,
Tell me what’s left of humanity!

In the year twenty forty-two they say,
Memories can all be stored away,
You don’t cry, just download what you feel,
Tell me now, is any of it real?

In the year twenty fifty-nine it’s known,
No one ever has to feel alone,
Yet the silence echoes loud and cold,
Lonely souls in networks bought and sold.

(Pre-Chorus)
In the end it’s not the machines we fear,
It’s the truth that we just disappeared,
We traded soul for comfort and control,
Now there’s nothing left to make us whole.

In the year twenty seventy-seven then,
Will we find what made us human again?
Or just drift in an endless sea!
Forgetting what it means to be free!

(Bridge)
In the shadows where the wires all hum,
No one knows what we’ve become,
Echoes trapped in endless loops of sound,
Searching for a truth that can’t be found.
They said progress would set us free,
Now we’re chained to what we cannot see,
Every heartbeat synced to their control,
System slowly swallowing the soul! 

(Chorus)
In the end it’s not the machines we fear,
It’s the truth that we just disappeared,
We traded soul for comfort and control,
Now there’s nothing left to make us whole.
We built a world that slowly drained our flame,
Now no one even remembers our name,
If this is all the future’s meant to be,
Tell me what’s left of humanity!

dark, Indie Rock
mid to fast tempo, 
minor key, twang guitar, heavy drum beat
male vocals