The System - Icehouse

Somewhere in Siberia

There will be a small explosion

Particles like dust

Are released and slowly growing

You will hear a tiny voice

And when you hear it, you will know it

A circuit has been broken

(The system, ECHOING)

Somewhere close to Hollywood

There will be a small explosion

Fires will be burning

Television cameras rolling

There will be one tiny voice

No one else will ever hear it

The silence has been broken

The system

The system is overloaded

The system is overloaded

Somewhere in the night sky

There will be a small explosion

Followed by a sudden flash

Over in an instant

You will see a star has died

And know exactly what hash appened

A pattern has been broken

Been broken

The system

The system is overloaded, overloaded

The system is overloaded, overloaded

The system

The system is overloaded

Somewhere in your mind

There will be a soft explosion

Chemicals have just collided

And there is no way of knowing

You will hear your own tiny voice

And you won’t even recognize it

The connection has been broken

The system

The system is overloaded

The system is overloaded, overloaded

The system

The system is overloaded, overloaded

The system

Overloaded