Warm Machine Bush
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I memorize the basics
Making strange faces
Tread slowly for I know
There's a thousand miles to go
Without blinking
I gravitate spacewards
Find a home for the head
From my basement
No darkness ever left
This is the night
This is the sound
Here comes a warm machine
Such a warm machine
Some days are playful
Making play faces
But we will not let it through
The darkness and the sense
Of being born to lose
This is the night
This is the sound
Here comes a warm machine
Such a warm machine
This is the life
This is the ground
Here comes a warm machine
Such a warm machine
Making strange faces
Tread slowly for I know
There's a thousand miles to go
Without blinking
I gravitate spacewards
Find a home for the head
From my basement
No darkness ever left
This is the night
This is the sound
Here comes a warm machine
Such a warm machine
Some days are playful
Making play faces
But we will not let it through
The darkness and the sense
Of being born to lose
This is the night
This is the sound
Here comes a warm machine
Such a warm machine
This is the life
This is the ground
Here comes a warm machine
Such a warm machine
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