Daytrader - After-Image lyrics

Give me the wisdom of your tongue The spirit of the ancient soul Used to be gods in the leaves In the trees and in the mountains and in the stars If you look closely, you'll see the afterimage of an old philosophy Give me the wisdom of your tongue The spirit of the ancient soul All I want to do, I want to do is roam I don't want direction Now there's no clean air left to breathe Smog obscures the progress k** our gods over time Replace them with new ones Such sad, shiny things they are Give me the wisdom of your tongue The spirit of the ancient soul All I want to do, I want to do is roam I don't want direction Give me the wisdom of your tongue The spirit of the ancient soul All I want to do, I want to do is roam I don't want direction, no Is this where we end up? Lost in the progress over the millennia Sold it in droves till we ended up with nothing We're not true believers, but we want to believe The empty promise of only better days ahead Human spirit's triumph over everything We're not true believers, but we want to believe Give me the wisdom of your tongue The spirit of the ancient soul All I want to do, I want to do is roam I don't want direction Give me the wisdom of your tongue The spirit of the ancient soul All I want to do, I want to do is roam I don't want direction Cause all I want to do is roam But I don't