Warm machine

I memorize the basics Making strange faces There's a thousand miles to go Without blinking Gravitate spacewards Find a home for the head From my basement No darkness ever left This is the night This is the sound Here comes the warm machine Such a warm machine Some days are playful Making play faces But we will not let it through The darkness and the sense Or being born to lose This is the night This is the sound Her comes the warm machine Such a warm machine This is the life This is the sound Here comes a warm machine Such a warm machine If I never know we can only feel I'll take the help I'll take a slice Warm alright now Cos I feel alright I memorize the basics, basics, basics This is the night This is the sound Here comes the warm machine Such a warm machine Such a warm machine Such a warm machine, machine, machine: