Lyrics: The Information
The Information — lyrics
The information is laughing at us
The ticker tape feeds the night
Looking for a last transmission
From a heaven that we left behind
When the information comes we'll know what we're made from
On a skyline rising high rise eyes see through you
Say hello to a mannequin
The ghost of an automaton
The witching hour is summoning up
Armies in a desert sun
When the information comes we'll know what we're made from
On a skyline rising high rise eyes see through you
She’s the sister of avarice
The wife of the poisonous tide
She’s the eye in a battle of storms
She sees where the atoms collide
When the information comes we'll know what we're made from
On a skyline rising high rise eyes see through you
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