Daytrader - After-Image lyrics

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Give me the wisdom of your tongue

The spirit of the ancient soul

Used to be gods in the leaves

In the trees and in the mountains and in the stars

If you look closely, you'll see the afterimage of an old philosophy

Give me the wisdom of your tongue

The spirit of the ancient soul

All I want to do, I want to do is roam

I don't want direction

Now there's no clean air left to breathe

Smog obscures the progress

Kill our gods over time

Replace them with new ones

Such sad, shiny things they are

Give me the wisdom of your tongue

The spirit of the ancient soul

All I want to do, I want to do is roam

I don't want direction

Give me the wisdom of your tongue

The spirit of the ancient soul

All I want to do, I want to do is roam

I don't want direction, no

Is this where we end up?

Lost in the progress over the millennia

Sold it in droves till we ended up with nothing

We're not true believers, but we want to believe

The empty promise of only better days ahead

Human spirit's triumph over everything

We're not true believers, but we want to believe

Give me the wisdom of your tongue

The spirit of the ancient soul

All I want to do, I want to do is roam

I don't want direction

Give me the wisdom of your tongue

The spirit of the ancient soul

All I want to do, I want to do is roam

I don't want direction

Cause all I want to do is roam

But I don't