Lyrics Machine - The Tragically Hip

Machine

I remain aloft and I forget a lot
I try not to try and I can remember or not
I’m a real machine, it follows
You’re a real machine, fed on shadows
I’m a real machine.
Follow?
You’re a real machine, we’re fed on shadows
I return your gaze and I wait in the rain
All inchoate desires, I do what I hate
I remain aloft and I forget a lot
Then I try not to try and I can remember, or not
You’re a real machine, it follows,
I’m a real machine.
Follow.
I’m a real machine, it follows
You’re a real machine, fed on shadows.
I’m a real machine, it follows
You’re a real machine.
Fed on shadows