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    Born at the stroke of midnight
    Darkness was filling the skies
    Thunder and lightning
    The cry of a child
    The birth of a mind that would rise

    Son of a man of faith he'd find
    Blessed with enquiring mind
    Troubled and tested
    Obsessive, compulsive
    Numbers divided by three of a kind

    Oh how I loved her
    Nothing else mattered
    She was my purpose in life
    Clear was her message
    The light from her eyes
    Colorful beams of light

    Baubles and jewels, repulsive and crude
    Fear of the others unclean
    Childhood remembered
    Balanced and centered
    Order from chaos precisely pursued

    Oh how I loved her
    Nothing else mattered
    She was my purpose in life
    Clear was her message
    The light from her eyes
    Colourful beams of light

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    Alternating currents and radio waves
    Father of the art of Telautomatics
    Unusual signals, abnormal life
    The ranting and raving of a brilliant fanatic

    Machinery driven by a power obtained
    From any point in the universe
    Fluorescent light globes and cosmic rays
    Now let me present to you 'The Egg of Columbus'

    Like a beggar clothed in purple, that people take for king
    Are all the theories and formulae, the downward spiraling
    Fascinates and dazzles, causing all to go blind
    With underlying errors, but a trick of the mind

    Confusing metaphysics with pursuit of the truth
    Clawing at the rubble for the fountain of youth
    Alternating, compensating, re-create the soul
    Madman, revolutionary, all parts of the whole

    We are, we are, all parts of the whole, all parts of the whole

    Showmanship and magic tricks, conjuring the dream
    Unending thirst for knowledge carries us downstream
    Alienating, complicating, with no self control
    All for one and none for all, all parts of the whole

    We are, we are, all parts of the whole, all parts of the whole

    Oh how I loved her
    Nothing else mattered
    She was my purpose in life
    Clear was her message
    The light from her eyes
    Colorful beams of light

    Where's the ghost in the machine?
    Where's the life blood for the dream?
    Have we missed the opportunity to live forever?
    In the next ten thousand years
    Will we sow and reap with tears?
    Does it matter that we reach each new endeavour?

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