(Verse 1)
The ink is dry, the files are old
The story’s been a thousand times told.
We mapped the ruins, we weighed the cost
The data’s clear on everything lost.
But the lights are on in the boardroom late
Trying to negotiate with fate.
A polished plan for a broken wheel
Ignoring everything that’s real.
(Chorus)
And we’re moving in circles, around the dead end
Building a monument for time we misspend.
It’s been proven, it’s been explained
But the ghost of the mission is all that remained.
You’re forcing the lock, you’re breaking the glass
Just watching the same mistakes come to pass.
Against the vision, against the light
An engineer of the infinite night.
(Verse 2)
The pulse is weak, the wires are frayed
The same old game is being played.
You call it drive, we see the rust
Turning the silver back into dust.
A precise alignment of fractured parts
The coldest brains for the hollowest hearts.
You deny the drop while you’re mid-air
Building a bridge that leads to nowhere.
(Bridge)
Patterns of indigo, lines of salt
Carrying the weight of every fault.
The foundation is sand, the blueprint is bone
Inhabiting a temple you built alone.
(Chorus)
And we’re moving in circles, around the dead end
Building a monument for time we misspend.
It’s been proven, it’s been explained
But the ghost of the mission is all that remained.
You’re forcing the lock, you’re breaking the glass
Just watching the same mistakes come to pass.
(Outro)
February’s echo.
A rusted latch.
A frequency you can’t quite catch.
Again.
And again.
The observer of all...
That we’ll never be.
Just the blur.
The infinite night.
Symmetry
