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Machina II / the friends & enemies of modern music
wander off through dead of night
past wastelands of shattered souls
warm by the firelight
I peer into the darkness alone
as the indian summer of my remembrance
settles on my bones
cracked and weary, I ask for direction home
home, let the word spill from my mouth
love, love is everything i want
I, one of many more to come
love, love is everything i want
crossroads outside of town
where heartbroken faces shine
the city lights so far and dull
turning left i know it's time
with an urgent wind upon my rolling heels
to carry me along
my face downcast, I turn to ruins past and home
home, let the word spill from my mouth
love, love is everything I want
I, one of many more to come
love, love is everything I want
Wander off through dead of night
past terrors and broken homes
wipe the sleep from your eyes
in the riverbanks and catacombs
seek the truth, and be the truth
I must live this life alone
lay down and think of loss
cry out, I know it's time
love is everything I want
love is everything I want
love is everything I want
love is everything I want
