Reach for a new horizon, setting sights on a circuit scream.
Hall the new arrival on.
Static signs from a distant wanderer fill the air,
nights are never seen.
Face the electric time shock now.
No it's not a dream anymore.
I'll light the way for us to find,
order of a new kind.
Join us on the stay the road is mine.
Poets line in a rhyme of silence
gathered from the winter air warms the children's eyes
they see the time is near for the signs.
I can hear the chimes ringing for you, for me.