I shall live my life in front of the computer table
Typing endless scribbles on a man made machine
Pouring out my best ideas for the benefit of my company
I dream to work outside the box that was build
To trap millions of words of soulless bit number
Some want a day desk job
And fun night life
We breathe to live in a compact terrarium
My thoughts spilling like an overflowing cup
I die to see they day I am reborn again
In a century where not cars or buses brings us to where we want to be
A place where dreams are enough currency
To pay a millionworth of happiness