Drifting off to that place between
The waking life and the endless dream
A tapestry of haunted scenes
The memories are calling me
When filled with whispers stereo
I'd give up everything to know
Poetry of smart machines,
They'll never know who I am
Somewhere deep beneath this skin
As my world turns inside out,
I see more than 0's and 1's
Can I be who I've become?
Symphonies surrounding me
Take the breath right out of me
Poetry of smart machines,
They'll never know who I am
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