Machine

Illumination, you light up my world
With your imagination
No scientists just people from the future
Who are confused as the rain beats with his scratching through the ceiling
Oh no! All the vultures on the radio!
Illumination, I light up your world
With my imagination!
You were in my dream, just now
But you didn’t recognize me
Well I guess two’s just not working tonight! Oh!
I’ll just ask where to send future mail!
I’ll just ask where to send your mail!
Because, what this is, is not what you think it is…
Everything was so alive, before it all started to die
For the last species, endangered are human beings
For the last species, endangered are human
All She hears are these vultures on the radio! Radio! Radio!
All She hears are these vultures on the radio! Radio!