julian all right alex now this is going to alex sting a little i know julian no actually it s going to hurt like a motherfucker sometimes i curse that i was born a cripple to the sky i m under bound by my two feet i walk the road paved by our evolution grinding my illusions this earth is not for me but in my mind s eye a vision of ourselves in our cradle of dust and stone i nurse a single dream a memory one i can t remember and i am not alone i wake from my suspended animation deprived of my creation just like a drone but in my mind s eye a vision of ourselves as the blind leads the fallen sometimes i curse that i was born a cripple to the sky i m under forged to imprison me somewhere in time i ll wreck these chains around me even those inside me blasting my way free but in my mind s eye a vision of ourselves as we leave this time and place behind