You're a softer machine -------------------------------------------
Let me tell you a story: not about you and me
Not anything depressing or likely
Nothing that would tell us what this means
The world is made of an eggshell
Its delicate and resting on dragon wings
Soft and machine
And every heartbeat is what keeps it floating
But it's undeniably tilting
I don't know what to think
about you and me
but our eggshell world is caving
What happens to us
when our world sinks to dust?
What does this mean?
I don't know what to say to you
A softer machine
I don't know what to say to me
My heartbeat betrays me
Submission Name: You're a softer machine
