| Lyrics: | School holiday that she could do without,
A weekend break that slept in late.
A beach
resort under a year of rain,
This is where it has to start.
When the AC hum inside
your sleepy head,
Drowns the startup chime inside your heart,
Technology is there to cure
yourself,
This is where it has to start
Unfamiliar brand falls from an empty shelf,
Without sounding an alarm,
The test results tell you nothing at all,
This is where it
has to start.
When the AC hum inside your sleepy head,
Drowns the startup chime inside
your heart,
Technology is there to cure yourself,
this is where it has to
start.
The Northern Lights are just a band for hire,
Playing class reunions without
end.
The test results tell you nothing at all....
Technology is there to cure
yourself....
A dusty cartridge from the VCs is on the way to see old friends,
This is where
it has to start. |
