An Equation Machine Songtext
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Graveyard
A bulldozer burial ground of scrapped metal bones.
Inside the cabs,
From the creacked leather seats,
Foam spilled out like his gut.
They've all left behind their own children.
Sitting Next to an old crane.
Blistered paint and rust spread over the yellow hood like black cancers.
Even machines grow old and must die.
With subsiding sun
A bulldozer burial ground of scrapped metal bones.
Inside the cabs,
From the creacked leather seats,
Foam spilled out like his gut.
They've all left behind their own children.
Sitting Next to an old crane.
Blistered paint and rust spread over the yellow hood like black cancers.
Even machines grow old and must die.
With subsiding sun
This stage of twilight was all insects and lilac skies til i fell asleep... to the ticking of time.
The infinity sign of life,
To do my part
Everything is bound with the same equation.
Realisation and acceptance of my place in the working of the world.
no regrets.
The infinity sign of life,
To do my part
Everything is bound with the same equation.
Realisation and acceptance of my place in the working of the world.
no regrets.
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