Oily fields and neon flowers bloom
Does Jesus cry when robots lose their lives?
I can't care what's about to come
I just wish I could run into the sun

You cannot, I cannot
We cannot try to find our own way
I cannot, you cannot, we cannot fall down to decay
Reboot me so I can finally dream

I tried to find a way
Every day, every day
I wish I could be satisfied
Every day, every day

Please, son, don't you cry
You're the apple's apple of my eyes
Is it better now?
Please, son, don't you cry
You're the apple's applе of my eyes
Is it bettеr now?
Is it better now?
Is it better now?
Is it better now?