Machine

I am dying alittle every day
this face it slowly turns gray
I turn my face the other way
praying for my energy to stay

As I'm waiting for the next revolution
every man is a machine

writing little notes about the past
telling myself I am saving the good things for last
won't be now won't be no time soon
seated nicely on the hindenburgh balloon

I am waiting for the next revolution...

another thousand
years upon this earth

every man is a machine
when we die the immortals bring us in
Jesus was something, , in between
that's how i need to be seen

I am waiting for the next revolution...