Testo di Droids

One, o, one o, one Silicone clones, mrs jones by the swimming pool Tanning in an energy field Watching her, she turns and picks pink pineapple And everything is perfectly unreal Something in my chest, it flutters like a humming bird Hanging in a baby blue sky Expecting the return of all I understood Is like waiting for fake flowers to die When our memories are 1's and 0's Still we swim in secret coves And the labored hearts That they said were ours Are the ones we share With these friends of ours These friends of ours Staring through the dome at things we'll never know They warned us we would never go far And this yearning to escape they say is just a phase So baby, que sera sera Spending another night alone polishing mrs jones And swallowing the baby blue pills Planets still revolve but none of us grow old They're just giving us more time to kill When our memories are 1's and 0's Still we swim in secret coves And the labored hearts That they said were ours Are the ones we share With these friends of ours These friends of ours