My city is cold, The people are cold. The weather is cold too. But, when the seasons change, The city will no longer remain cold, But, the people will.
Out of stardust from the sea More than what we thought we'd be We've come do far from sinew and bones To our new computerized homes Each time any tries to step back from nature It pulls back, luring us closer For as much as we live in this space It lives in us, in every place