Building Machines Songtext
von Stephen Steinbrink

You were building machines
Absorbing the incomplete
I remember these from when I was small
In the courtyard of the public school


Your mansion flashed on the screen
An awakened dream so real and full
Cold shoulders, never at ease
The memory poisons the dream

You were building machines
Unravelling all they believe
I remember you from when I was small
The silence there was deafening