The Blind Machine

The Blind Machine,
he got himself
drunk again tonight

In the frost-bitten air
I hear
his lonesome
whirrs and clicks
coming from the factory

I try my best
not to cry,
its cold enough
for tears to freeze
in mid-air

All he wants
is to be connected,
to be part
of something bigger
to cure his loneliness

I wish I could tell him,
I wish he could know,
how un-alone
he really is

Ben Gibbard
Bigger than Love (feat. Aimee Mann)