You know he got the code, you know it went astray
He used to stay awake to code the dreams he had away
He wanted to believe in the hands of code

His hand, it felt heavy, as he keyed across the board
A bug started crying like a broken hearted man
At the howling wind, at the howling wind

He went deeper into black, deeper into white
Could see the code shining like nails in the night
He felt the healing, healing, healing, healing hands of love
Like the stars shiny shiny from above

Hand in the pocket, finger on the key
The compiler weighed heavy, his heart he could feel
Was beating, beating, beating, beating
Oh my love, oh my code, oh my love, oh my code

My love

He saw the hands that build
Can also pull down the hands that code