Luke Dick Connected
While I turn the pages of my book
Across the world the author cooks
She pours the wine, while I break the bread
Because we're connected
We're connected
Roots beneath my family tree
Deeper than the eyes can see
All tangled up like spiderwebs
Connected
Connected
Drums in the darkness
You can feel the pulse
First there was star dust
And now there's us
All I ever was
All I'll ever be
Connected
Can you still hear that cosmic spark
Cannons blasting in the dark
When we blew out like grains of sand
Connected
Connected
Drums in the darkness
You can feel the pulse
First there was star dust
And now there's us
All I ever was
All I'll ever be
Connected
Connected
Connected
Connected
So, pour the wine, I'll break the bread
We're all tangled up like spiderwebs
And here we are, still grains of sand
Connected
Connected
Connected
