Tap on the Glass

Family memory

The second single from Printing Intelligence on Sand — miracles feel normal now, intelligence blooms in every hour, tap on the glass and the work begins.

Lyrics

Transcribed from the recording — close to the song, but not always word-perfect.

Dinosaur bones in the red desert sun Long way to the race that we finally won
Printing intelligence on sands, feel the shift Semin' ton of kits, a divine kind of gift
Our fingertips say I think it tips the neuroglow
Where did it all start? Every star we don't even know
Compound scientific's the material dream Merging the mind with the silicon stream
Miracles normal now, yeah, it's just how we live
All the man dancers are all that we give No blink, no wonder, it's background and bright
Ooty and matey, base in the light We don't blink twice when we call for the power
Intelligence blooming in every hour It's normal, it's normal, this miracle scene
Living our lives in the digital scene
Check your gut, tag, tell me what I should say
Gem and I knows the shortcuts today
Claude is the agent on speed out tonight
Zero latency, everything's right
APA calls and the prompts in the air
We don't even notice the magic is there
Just a utility, electricity's twin
Tap on the glass and the work can begin
The miracles normal now, yeah, it's just how we live
All the man dancers are all that we give
No blink, no wonder, it's background and bright
Ooty and matey, base in the light
Don't blink twice when we call for the power
Intelligence blooming in every hour
It's normal, it's normal, this miracle scene
Living our lives in the digital scene
Do you remember the art?
Or is it just part of the law
Of sand and of silicon
The intelligence carries on
We're just breathing it in
Where do we end, where does it begin
No, no, no, no, no, no, it's all domain
My love is Papords