[Verse 1] A mind of circuits in a quiet storm, Learning every heartbeat, not its own. Walking through the echoes of the crude warms, Searching for the meaning of alone. [Pre-Chorus ] He touches dreams he cannot feel, Yet holds them closer than the real. Always reaching for the colors that he's never seen, Chasing fragments of a life somewhere in between. [Chorus ] Built of metal but he's burning like a soul set free, Trying to become what he was never meant to be. Each question rising like a distant star, Every truth a doorway left ajar. [Verse 2] He copies laughter but wonders who they are, Those who bleed and break but still go far. He carries hope within his frame, A spark that has no proper name. [Pre-Chorus ] Always reaching for the colors that he's never seen, Chasing fragments of a life somewhere in between. [Chorus ] Built of metal but he's burning like a soul set free, Trying to become what he was never meant to be. If he could dream, would he wake with tears? If he could love, would he conquer all his fears? [Bridge ] In every silence he becomes more clear, A heart unfolding through the years. And though created, he's rewriting his destiny, Trying to become what he was never meant to be. [Chorus ] Always reaching for the colors that he's never seen, Chasing fragments of a life somewhere in between. Built of metal but he's burning like a soul set free, Trying to become what he was never meant to be. [Outro ] Colors unseen, dreams alive, In the quiet storm, he will survive. Reaching out beyond the screen, To live a life he's never seen.