This day has a reason,
remember it with all your might
Through the dream and waking world,
a messenger is infinite
Numbers and digits
carved into the foreheads of
Everyone that we know,
I am blind to this design, to this design
This day has a reason,
remember it with all your might
Through the dream and waking world,
a messenger is infinite
My eyes are hundreds
of millions of miles long
Weaving intricately
and urgently
Light is bent to break,
for optic's sake,
our fragile memory banks
Until its beauty recreates
Light is bent to break,
for optic's sake,
our fragile memory banks
Until its beauty recreates
This day has a reason,
remember it with all your might
Through the dream and waking world,
a messenger is infinite
This day has a reason,
remember it with all your might
Through the dream and waking world,
a messenger is infinite
remember it with all your might
Through the dream and waking world,
a messenger is infinite
Numbers and digits
carved into the foreheads of
Everyone that we know,
I am blind to this design, to this design
This day has a reason,
remember it with all your might
Through the dream and waking world,
a messenger is infinite
My eyes are hundreds
of millions of miles long
Weaving intricately
and urgently
Light is bent to break,
for optic's sake,
our fragile memory banks
Until its beauty recreates
Light is bent to break,
for optic's sake,
our fragile memory banks
Until its beauty recreates
This day has a reason,
remember it with all your might
Through the dream and waking world,
a messenger is infinite
This day has a reason,
remember it with all your might
Through the dream and waking world,
a messenger is infinite