Soft Machines

Verse 1

Tides roll in, they don't ask why,

Seagulls turn like questions in the sky.

I was born in a house of cards,

Told the wind was God, and the fall was hard.

Walk these shores with borrowed feet,

Dream with hands I barely keep.

If I'm a river, if I'm a stone,

Who's the dreamer throwing bones?

Chorus

We are soft machines, humming out of tune,

Built for breaking under plastic moons.

Running down highways no one paved,

Singing songs for the love we crave.

Ooh, we are soft machines...

Verse 2

City lights in a mason jar,

Try to catch 'em, but they float too far.

Every heart's just a paper kite,

Dancing drunk through the dying light.

We're stitched from wishes and memory leaks,

Taught to smile when the rafters creak.

I'm just data on a skipping disc,

Flashing faces that the code will miss.

Chorus

We are soft machines, humming out of tune,

Built for breaking under plastic moons.

Running down highways no one paved,

Singing songs for the love we crave.

Ooh, we are soft machines...

Bridge

If the world ends, will the dream keep spinning?

Are we just notes a tired god's been singing?

Fold me back into the quiet sea,

Where the stars remember how to dream of me...

Chorus

We are soft machines..

humming out of tune,

Built for breaking under plastic moons. (Ooh, we are soft machines...)

Running down highways no one paved,

Singing songs for the love we crave.

Outro

Soft machines... Ooh, we are soft machines...

Soft machines... Ooh, we are soft machines...

Soft machines... Ooh, we are soft machines...

Soft machines... Ooh, we are soft machines...