Paroles: Fightstar. One Day Son, This Will All Be Yours. Our Last Common Ancestor.

If you, you are the bolts that are making the Earth spin
Then I have failed to embrace the touch of my own skin

So please, please make me love
To be better than this machine has grown to be

If we, we are the conscience of
The roads that we once walked

So please, please make me learn
That we're better than these machines have grown to be

My shadow grabbed me by the feet and
Grew much taller than I am

So please, please make me learn
That we're better than these machines have grown to be

Please, please make me see
That I'm better than this machine 'cause now I know