Perfect Machine Lyrics - Sounds Under Radio

The emptiness in space 

You're spinning like a carousel 

But your eyes focus in the light again 

As crowds of people stand 

I'm hiding from the minute hand 

of clocks that wake my morning light, without you there... the walls just stare 

I'm your perfect machine 

I'll collapse everything 

Cause I'm your perfect machine 

I'll collapse everything 

Your plane is overhead 

This room is stale and empty now 

You lay your head 

In cities only phones can bring 

But mine won't ring