Sons Of An Illustrious Father - Post-Future

After this age of existence is done,
Where we fear out,
Where we went wrong,
Not ready to let go,
Not in a life worth living too long,
But if the lives go out,
How can we go on?

We're so close to find it in the cure,
So close to fear out,
But this is all for,
Requestion the answers,
Until the world is what it wanna to be,
Now, I'm leaving the doors,
Talking through machines.

I'm living a world,
That makes too much sense to me,
I'm living in a world,
That makes too much sense to me,
I'm living in a world,
That makes too much sense to me,
I'm living in a world,
That makes too much sense to me,
I'm living in a world,
That makes too much sense to me,
I'm living in a world,
That makes too much sense to me.

You've got your whole life,
On the page of a screen,
Everything you want,
But now, what it all means,
I though I knew you,
But I'm just searching,
Through my own dreams,
Where all living alone,
Nothing stays as it seems.

I wanna live just to do,
Something beautiful,
(...) world in the palm of my hand,
I wanna feel real life,
Before we burn it all away,
I want something to believe,
Something to believe,
Something to believe,
I need something to believe.

I'm living a world,
That makes too much sense to me,
I'm living in a world,
That makes too much sense to me,
I'm living in a world,
That makes too much sense to me,
I'm living in a world,
That makes too much sense to me,
I'm living in a world,
I'm living in a world,
I'm living in a world,
That makes too much sense to me.

We only have a life,
That we've ever known,
Is it a star (...) out of stone?
You can find reason,
Wherever you wanna to be,
But is finding an answer,
Gonna set you free?