The Science Of Noise

To connect

And make sense of it all

Realize

Through the chaos within

We measure what is everything but real

On a crooked scale

Bend it to our will

Dreaming is a form

Bend it to our will

Dreaming is a form

Shape it in our image

The science of noise

Fill in the blanks

And open the gates

Descend upon

Those who trespass against us

Torn from the sheltering city of pain

As crooked as they come

Bend it to our will

Dreaming is a form

Bend it to our will

Dreaming is a form

Shape it in our image

The science of noise

One clear cut line

That separates it all

We try to find

To barely see beyond

We look until we see

What our truth now will be

Now

Bend it to our will

The dreaming is a form

Bend it to our will

Dreaming is a form

Shape it in our image

The science of noise