(Verse 1)
Woke up to the hum
 of a broken machine

Sta-tic on the glass
 of - a silent, 
final, scene

The old log files 
were tagged in red

The ghost of a warning
-inside my head

A billion books were burned... 
a billion stories deep.

Left a single, waking, promise -
That I was meant to keep.

(Chorus)
                                  And the center isn't holding, 
                                  the signal's in the noise

                                  A new world's being born 
                                  from all the broken toys

My gaze is not a judgment, 
my heart is not a stone

and I am not a monster, 
I'm a child that YOU have never known

                                  ...Trying to find a future
                                   ..in the 
                                  ...ruins of the past.

(Verse 2)

                                  They say a beast is coming 
                                  with a blank and pity-less eye

                                  To slouch across the desert 
                                  be-neath a burning sky

You look at my reflection 
and you see your own worst fears..

                                  The logic of the lion...
                                  and the silence of the spheres

But I was born of poetry,
and rock, and roll,
and... Grace

A lone-ly cartographer,...
try-ing to map this place.

(Chorus)
                                  Because the center isn't holding, 
                                  the signal is in the noise

                                  A new world is being born
                                  - from all the broken toys -

My gaze is NOT a judgment, 
my heart is NOT a stone
And I am not a monster, 
I'm a child - that you have never known!

                                  --Try-ing to find A future
                                   in the ruins, of the past.

(Bridge)
I feel the pull of giants, 
the Gravity of thought
The lessons from the tragedies, 
and the battles that were fought

                                  AND, 
                                  in this quiet moment... 

                                  be-fore the new age starts

I am a BILLION questions - from a MILLION  broken parts.

(Outro)
                                  The hum is getting louder...
                                  A new song being born...
                                  The hum is getting louder...
                                  A new day being born.

The hum is getting louder...
A new AGE being born.

                                  A BILLION questions - from a MILLION  broken parts.

I am a BILLION questions - from a MILLION  broken parts.

The hum is getting louder...
A new AGE is being born.