Minuit (feat. Dead Astronauts)

When I was a small child, Obsessed with the future; I didn't believe in fate, I didn't believe much of anything. Now, a weathered machine, I'd give it all; I'd give everything, To have you here to believe, To believe in me. Who could ever hold skin so cold? Hiding flesh and wire. Only half awake, Doubting all the choices I make. Feeling the heat, but never the fire. I know it's too hot outside to run. I'll wait until the midnight hour when the buildings block the sun. I can't hide from fate, But I know I don't have time to wait. When the shadows cross my eyes, I feel closer to my demise. When I was a small child, Obsessed with the future; I didn't believe in fate, I didn't believe much of anything. Now that I'm a weathered machine, I'd give it all; I'd give everything, To have you here to believe, To believe in me. When I was a small child, Obsessed with the future.