Machines کے بول

Will you remember me The way I was, when I was free? An open book that we could read Together Will I haunt your dreams? A mocking bird with broken wings A burned out barn, an empty swing Forever Time turns and then it flies A waterfall of lullabies A smiling girl with crying eyes Forget her Moonlight upon her face A story book of empty space Where you and I feel out of place Together Will we remember this? The way it was or how it is What we love or what we miss Forever Will we turn loose at last The schools of thought from whence we've cast And let our boats go sailing past Untethered One fine morning, one fine morning The machines are gonna cut us down One fine morning, one fine morning The machines are gonna cut us down