Machines - Mason Jennings

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 ???, 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