Oh, I am a dream machine
The things I see when I sleep
You wouldn't believe

I am a weird machine
Which I'd rather be

Than cold and unfeeling
Than stone and freewheeling
For no reason

Oh, I am a whisper at night
When maybe I shouldn't be so shy
I am a smile when it feels right
But mostly just pretty dry

Like I'm cold and unfeeling
Like I'm stone and freewheeling
For no reason

And why would I try?
And oh, why would I try?
And