The Grid

Detach anchors from the frame
The grid has come alive again
It put me as charge through the wire
Held me in arms for a while

Give me life through the vein
The grid was born to life again
It said "I will not be torn away"
Keep me in arms

Girls and boys
Listen up and i will tell you how to find a place
I will tell you how to find your place

And i wonder, are you happy
Yeah i'd like it, if you were happy
I wonder, are you happy
Cus i'd like it, if you're happy

My dear, our paths are bound to cross
On the plane we both traverse
In mesh and wire bind me
Connect and finally disperse