Grey Goo

Twenty twenty-three
And the biotech named Steve
Fueled by good intentions
And the curiosity
Made machines so small and smart
That they could replicate
Made machines so small and smart
We couldn't terminate

(Oooh..., oooh..., aaah...)

The nanobots approach
And all the scenery's gone gray
Uniformity emerges
from the disarray
The chaos and the clutter
That we made with all our flaws
Dissolves at the touch
Of microscopic metal claws

(Oooh..., oooh..., aaah...)

I look at all your freckles
And your dimples and your scars
The colors and the shapes
That made you who you are
Let the robots turn our
Every cell into their kin
But I will never forget
The landscape of your skin

(Oooh..., oooh..., aaah...)



Credits
Writer(s): Emily Axford
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