Easy Machines

You and I could never talk
So what's to say now that all has stopped
The best way to let things die
Let our telephones say our goodbyes
No final touch, no last caress
No other people there to impress
And no last look in the eyes
Our telephones will say our goodbyes
Oh machines, easy machines
Manufcature money, manufacture dreams
But these grinding gears, two by two
Can't recreate the love of me and you
From these flames we both shall rise
Wipe the ash out of our eyes
And move along with the rest of our lives
Our telephones have said they're goodbyes
Oh machines, easy machines
Manufcature money, manufacture dreams
But these grinding gears, two by two
Can't recreate the love of me and you



Credits
Writer(s): Morton Baird
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