Lyrics Dream Machine - MarieMarie

Dream Machine

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