Can we ever go back? Can we erase the cracks, reset the map, and bring back the world as we remember it?
“CTRL + Z” dives into one of the most primal instincts of the human mind—the relentless desire to rewind time. Every generation believes the past was better—skies were bluer, life was simpler, loved ones were closer. We chase memories, desperate to undo mistakes, to relive moments, to escape the march of time. But no matter how many times we try to press Undo, the past remains out of reach.
No power, no belief, no command can change that. Whether you trust CTRL + Z or CMD + Z, whether you hold onto one truth or another, the result is the same—there is no way back. The present cannot be undone.
This track is a key piece of Virgin Mind—an album that explores the untouched, raw nature of human thought and emotion. The longing to return, to fix, to hold onto what’s slipping away has always been part of us. It’s not just nostalgia—it’s something deeper, something woven into our consciousness. CTRL + Z captures that struggle, that hope, and the final, inevitable realization: history doesn’t reload.
Lyrics
Every story, every year,
Paints the past in gold so clear.
Brighter skies and sweeter air,
Back when life was light to bear.
Click-clack! Turn the dial, rewind the tape,
Tick-tock! Time won’t wait, it seals the fate.
Faded frames stuck in my mind,
But there’s no way to rewind.
CTRL—Z! Zip! Zap!
Take me back, reset the map.
Fix the lines, erase the cracks,
Make it like the past reacts.
CTRL—Z! Snap! Back!
One more try, fade to black.
But the past just slips away,
No command can make it stay.
Click — Poland, city lights,
Click — Belarus, countryside.
Now a lake, a summer breeze,
Dinner talks and laughing knees.
Mama’s voice, so soft, so bright,
Frozen there in pixel light.
Click-clack! Turn the dial, rewind the tape,
Tick-tock! Time won’t wait, it seals the fate.
Faded frames stuck in my mind,
But there’s no way to rewind.
CMD—Z! Flip! Crash!
Tried it all, but it's no more.
Undo, undo, nothing changed,
History won’t rearrange.
CMD—Z! Snap! Back!
Memory’s locked, time’s a trap.
Once it’s gone, it won’t reload,
No way back, the door is closed.
Click—1999, warm embrace,
Click—2005, same old place,
Click—2025, cold screen glow...
Nothing’s built to last,
Yet we’re stuck in the past.
Control Z! Zip! Zap!
Take me back, reset the map.
Fix the lines, erase the cracks,
Make it like the past reacts.
CTRL—Z! Snap! Back! Fuck!
One more try, fade to black.
But the past just slips away,
No command can make it stay.
Undo... CMD... Zap...
Undo... Undo...