About the things that people never talk about
 I didn't ask to know
 But now I'm compensating as I go
 I know the script I'm in
 I'm only thoughts of heaven trapped in flesh and skin
 And from the world of men
 I try to tighten up the code again

 And the code is a play
 A play is a song
 A song is a film
 A film is a dance

 Boot me up on the Zen Machine
 Log me onto the Zen Machine
 Load me down
 Everybody get ready
 Hook me into the Zen Machine
 Sharing time on the Zen Machine
 Load me up
 Everybody get ready

 Sometimes it's clear to me
 Then for a moment I'm in timeless ecstasy
 There are no reasons why
 And everyone's a passer-by
 But when they've gone to bed
 A fire's burning on the screen and in my head
 And on a windy day
 You can smell it from a mile away

 And the smell is a note
 A note is a taste
 A taste is a hue
 A hue is a touch