Intimate Alien Ocean Grove

Slumped into the couch now
Tell me what am I to do?
I don't know a thing man
I think my brain is made of glue
Working on my patience
By humming some sweet show tune
A lucid vacation is something I hoped I'd find in you

Take my hand and please help me understand
We'll take a futuristic journey through a digital land
And if I can't explain the doctrines, leave our differences forgotten
There will be much for us to discuss (right now I need a moment to take this in)

Now you're looking at the guy with the ice cold stare
I see you're looking at me with the ice cold stare
Was it curiosity that brought you here?
We haven't changed that much in a thousand years
I see you're looking at me with the ice cold stare

Opposing machines placed up in the air
Revolting kids you know are vanishing, remain unaware
Dead slow movement makes clarity that much more scarce
Have you heard about the machines floating up in the air?
(I think they're there)

What am I? Another break in the program?
What am I? A mental blueprint, your mind map?
What am I? A fragile structure to collapse?
What am I? Transcendent visual for all to enhance