The Free Design - STEREOLAB

Where it had been left hundreds of years ago?

Extract from the depth is but a setting sun

Paradise is scace in this light that won’t shine

What is our earthly task but a worthy design?

Some held it in sight for scattered it may have been

They’re ready to fight in a priceless inkling

The request is here ready to resurrect

What else can we do but recover the project

Our earthly design can be so detached

What crushes our desire not to be trapped?

When the higher spheres tell us to and not to

Everyone agrees demanding more veto

Our earthly design can we be so detached

What crushes our desire not to be trapped?