Weird Machines

Lit up all the matches Peeked inside the room Fortune tellers in there Sleeping with the moon Missed the bad advice Could be right Between moon and seas If you’ve gone away Who will make Trouble for the last of us? Fate’s a bitter lady Beat us to a pulp I’m sure she means well She’s just a little dull To have stayed alive Intertwined Between punch and dream If you’ve gone away Who will make Trouble for thе last of us A machine rumbling down on through your mind A machine rumbling down through your light A machine rumbling down on through your hеart A machine rumbling down through your life A machine rumbling down on through your mind A machine rumbling around through your light A machine rumbling around through your heart A machine rumbling around through your heart Machines around Machines around In your heart Machines around Machines around Coming through your heart Machines around Machines around In your heart Machines around Machines around