Letra de somnambulist

How long have we been here?
Just wanted to know what you think about it
Seems to be we’re always surveying
Somnambulists speaking a foreign language
Wincing cold, enacting what we’re being told
We are the gold, creusers of the darkest holes
Have you read the aerosol writing?
Thinly coating a depth-full story
Seems to be a lucid possession
With architects behind projectors
Are we close?
Does it give you what you want the most?
We are the coltan
Have inside us ancient code
In a panopticon, under Mary’s cape
The navigators barreling on, fumbling into fate
Imagining a way
The water durably runs after the paintings fade
Forgotten where we are from
Hidden in the plain
Imagining a way