Animate Lyrics

The narrow road
Is all I know
No map to guide us,
No compass beside us
The narrow road,
The great unknown,
The greater sacrifice
Grants the greatest gift in life
No more a**embly lines of aspirations
Connecting carbon copy clones,
Every artifact is matching,
Like commodities of flesh and bone

The consistency of our censored thoughts,
Tread a static course

Ordinary people:
Your outlook is lethal

Chiseling away imperfections,
Until rough edges are same and smooth
The tools have now become too blunt,
To break any of the rules
Post-modern minds,
Bleached blank and clean
Drawing pixelated lines,
In duller shades than my eyes have ever seen

The narrow road
Is all I know
No map to guide us,
No compass beside us
The narrow road,
The great unknown,
The greater sacrifice
Grants the greatest gift in life
No more a**embly lines of aspirations
Connecting carbon copy clones,
Every artifact is matching,
Like commodities of flesh and bone

Post-modern minds,
Bleached blank and clean
Drawing pixelated lines,
In duller shades than my eyes have ever seen

We're not defined by a blueprint if we re-write the plans,
So will you paint Paradise with the stroke of an Artist's hand?