Dream Machine - MarieMarie

As buds they stretch

Their feelers push up through the ground

Breaking through the crust

With creaking sound

Higher than the highest trees they will grow

Shoot up past the tallest plants we sow

Motors purring

Constant turning

Circle turn your cycle Dream Machine

Rise and fall, fulfil your round routine

Circle turn your cycle Dream Machine

Plough the clouds returning to your stream

Parchment white skin absorbing airy moans

Stretched over fragile giant bones

A paper cut windflower carved out of the sky

Whooshing swanlike wings and storm’s still eye

Motors purring

Constant turning

Circle turn your cycle Dream Machine

Rise and fall, fulfil your round routine

Circle turn your cycle Dream Machine

Plough the clouds returning to your stream

Electric majestic

They wave at me

Turn and spin

They turn and spin

Electric majestic

They wave at me

Turn and spin

They turn and spon

Wheels in the wind

Wheels in the wind

Circle your cycle you circle your cycle machine

Heavy light Dream Machine

Circle your cycle