Mechanical Children

A little boy without a home
Inside a factory he weeps
All day, all night he is alone
At night he dies, at day he sleeps

And when at night his ivory skin
Glows in the pale moon's light
A musicbox in his cold hands
Plays a melody in the night

This lonesome boy for years it seems
Haunts all the halls and rooms
One could think he hates machines
He hides in fear of death and doom

Why are they not seeing (Every night he lingers in fear)
That his heart has stopped beating (A silent scream only machines can hear)
Only his musicbox plays him a song (Night after night he climbs out of his hole)
Why is everything he once loved gone (He can never rest, he is a lost soul)

No-one knows that he's around
And no-one will ever know
His body is long dead and gone
His hounded spirit can never ever go

Why are they not seeing (Every night he lingers in fear)
That his heart has stopped beating (A silent scream only machines can hear)
Only his musicbox plays him a song (Night after night he climbs out of his hole)
Why is everything he once loved gone (He can never rest, he is a lost soul)

Why are they not seeing
That his heart has stopped beating
Only his musicbox plays him a song
Why is everything he once loved gone

When they tore that factory down
Destroyed all the machines and fans
They found a mass grave, centuries old
One of the boys had a musicbox in his hands

Why are they not seeing (Every night he lingers in fear)
That his heart has stopped beating (A silent scream only machines can hear)
Only his musicbox plays him a song (Night after night he climbs out of his hole)
Why is everything he once loved gone (He can never rest, he is a lost soul)