Love crashing cyber dolls, a melancholy deep. A meadow waste of train tracks, a steam engine cold and bleak. Dark clouds gather one more rain while, a clock beats time four hours a day. Hungry souls gather and leave, the music plays no matter what you need.
I need this no matter what. I need what it means, break my heart if you must. A plugged in shock, a wave I forgot. When I last felt this it was real, so I mean what I feel when I say it. Oh, there's a sky change and the shore turns to dust.
You appear in an orange cloud, then a beautiful dream, I give in to the heat. Left again by a love crashing cyber doll, I swim in a melancholy deep. Walk through the meadow waste of train tracks, touch that steam engine cold and bleak.