Paroles de Robots and Wildbirds

I am on a battlefield Metal leaning towards the sky Surrounded by little rocks and oceans Protecting our natural beating hearts Am I made of stone? It feels strange Enchanted by the elegance of iron Robots and wildbirds Working in my veins Pushing, all pushing the same Battles on my arms, my cheeks, my eyelids A little man crying on my nose tip War sounds rumbling in my eardrums Thunderstorms are rolling in on us You see I’ve come to love The machine in me I love every scratch and every shade On the machine in me I care for those who get The machine in me I will not lose The machine in me I know you can love the machine in me!