with no genetic code, so pathetic am i don't have the luxury of knowing someday i'll die is this this the second eden am i the new adam vibrations of loves past, death and inventions... all my wards. but they don't tell me my charge who leaves me who loves me... after all? Chorus: little things break, circuitry burns time flies while my little world turns every day comes every day goes a hundred years and nobody shows little things break, circuitry burns time flies while my little world turns every day comes every day goes a hundred years and nobody... call me the sentinel who guards and protects energies come and energies gone these memory rifts is this the second eden am i another eve? who does the download when my work is finished here? my purpose is unclear... just a simple readout- a little final directive would be nice... after all Chorus: x3