Cellular Drift

Music by Whitman Rinaldo
Lyrics by Bones The Poet
Vocal, Production and Melody  by Tracy Hayden

Cellular drift,
Over magnetic fields,
High-tension wires,
I can't feel it anymore.

Cellular drift,
In a spaceship,
Concrete over cliffs,
I can't taste it anymore.

Cellular drift,
My mind's on slip,
Backstepping my way to a future which doesn't exist

Prehistoric trees,
Capsule record sound machine,
Keep it running, let it stream,
Sun
nuclear
sets,
humans dream.
Cellular Drift,
I can't taste it anymore.
Cellular drift,