The stranger sang a theme,
From someone else's dream
The leaves began to fall
And no one spoke at all
But I can't seem to recall
When you came along
Ingenieux,
Ingenieux,
I just don't know what to do
diggin' with my fingertips
I'm gripping at the ground I stand upon
I'm searching for fragile bones
Evolution
I'm never gonna be refined
Keep trying but I won't assimilate
Should death come far in time