Trudging through mire and mere attempts at success. Spoken but have not heard, shown but have not seen, bound to the eternal womb of Sheol.
lyrics
I thought it was the moon
A sign that read coming soon
Shining in the sky
The stars replaced by streetlights
A poor attempt to make it right
This artifice is dull
Smoke and steam rise in patterns
Cognate of constant chatter
Neither seems to last
Every corner hosts bright signs
Every business reaches blind
This is the machine of humanity
Among these many cogs there's me
This is the machine of humanity
I wish there was more to see
I am burning in the cold
I tell you how I feel but you're not sold
I wonder why it is raining in winter
Drops of water strike with such timbre
Generated beings, generations lost
Work all day, what does money cost
Everything we are is an exchange
Money for time, it's life we arrange
This is the machine of humanity
Among these many cogs there's me
This is the machine of humanity
I wish there was more to see
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