| Song | Continuum |
| Artist | Amplifier |
| Album | The Astronaut Dismantles HAL |
| [00:00.06] | The cushioned throbbing of a velvet moon |
| [01:52.38] | And the pregnant aching of an empty womb |
| [01:59.43] | The endless echoes of the noise we made |
| [02:05.40] | And the repercussions of each hand grenade |
| [02:12.72] | There's aeroplanes and dragonflies |
| [02:18.99] | And infinite September skies |
| [02:25.62] | There's anthems of utopias |
| [02:27.90] | And creeping wars and glaciers |
| [02:37.71] | Just listen |
| [02:52.17] | Is there music in there |
| [03:20.10] | Arrived within the creeping hearse |
| [03:24.81] | Vibrations from the universe |
| [03:30.78] | Awash with the glittering of city lights |
| [03:37.32] | The mouse choir whispered through the endless nights |
| [03:44.07] | All alone to ride upon the froth |
| [03:51.36] | The human dreamt of taking off |
| [03:57.27] | Eventually time corrodes the brain to rust |
| [04:04.44] | And all those dreams into diamond dust |
| [04:09.90] | Just listen |
| [04:18.42] | Violins and orchestras |
| [04:18.89] | For death and speculation |
| [04:27.27] | We've got just enough time |
| [05:02.67] | I felt the closeness of monsters as we slept |
| [06:32.61] | And the creaking of hands where masons met |
| [06:36.66] | The loneliness of a shooting star |
| [06:45.78] | And the beating of drums where the wild things are |
| [06:52.23] | And somewhere beneath the moon |
| [06:54.33] | A sonic boom peeled off from a wing |
| [06:59.22] | Into the dark into each heart |
| [07:02.55] | I heard the angel sing： |
| [07:04.44] | Que sera sera |
| [07:11.73] | Whatever will be will be |
| [07:19.11] | For death and speculation |
| [07:21.78] | Well there's just enough time |
| [07:25.50] | For each final seperation |
| [07:28.35] | We've got just enough time |
| [07:33.36] | Away on the breeze |
| [07:38.19] | My evanescent memories |
| [07:44.61] | Well I can feel them |
| [07:47.88] | But I can't remember them |
| [07:51.09] | Well I can feel them |
| [07:54.15] | Slipping away |
| [00:00.06] | The cushioned throbbing of a velvet moon |
| [01:52.38] | And the pregnant aching of an empty womb |
| [01:59.43] | The endless echoes of the noise we made |
| [02:05.40] | And the repercussions of each hand grenade |
| [02:12.72] | There' s aeroplanes and dragonflies |
| [02:18.99] | And infinite September skies |
| [02:25.62] | There' s anthems of utopias |
| [02:27.90] | And creeping wars and glaciers |
| [02:37.71] | Just listen |
| [02:52.17] | Is there music in there |
| [03:20.10] | Arrived within the creeping hearse |
| [03:24.81] | Vibrations from the universe |
| [03:30.78] | Awash with the glittering of city lights |
| [03:37.32] | The mouse choir whispered through the endless nights |
| [03:44.07] | All alone to ride upon the froth |
| [03:51.36] | The human dreamt of taking off |
| [03:57.27] | Eventually time corrodes the brain to rust |
| [04:04.44] | And all those dreams into diamond dust |
| [04:09.90] | Just listen |
| [04:18.42] | Violins and orchestras |
| [04:18.89] | For death and speculation |
| [04:27.27] | We' ve got just enough time |
| [05:02.67] | I felt the closeness of monsters as we slept |
| [06:32.61] | And the creaking of hands where masons met |
| [06:36.66] | The loneliness of a shooting star |
| [06:45.78] | And the beating of drums where the wild things are |
| [06:52.23] | And somewhere beneath the moon |
| [06:54.33] | A sonic boom peeled off from a wing |
| [06:59.22] | Into the dark into each heart |
| [07:02.55] | I heard the angel sing: |
| [07:04.44] | Que sera sera |
| [07:11.73] | Whatever will be will be |
| [07:19.11] | For death and speculation |
| [07:21.78] | Well there' s just enough time |
| [07:25.50] | For each final seperation |
| [07:28.35] | We' ve got just enough time |
| [07:33.36] | Away on the breeze |
| [07:38.19] | My evanescent memories |
| [07:44.61] | Well I can feel them |
| [07:47.88] | But I can' t remember them |
| [07:51.09] | Well I can feel them |
| [07:54.15] | Slipping away |