I miss you
And the memory machine
And the factory where we make
Something of dreams
And we wandered around your street
With sewn on b***on eyes
Our ears become our memories.
The blind loving the blind
And our voices became our fingers
And you touched me with your song
You touched me all night long
I miss you
I miss you
And the memory machine
Making whiskey from the things
We no longer need
And you kissed me
But I was too drunk to really know
That you loved me
Enough to watch me go
I miss you
And the memory machine
And the factory where we make
Something of dreams
And we wandered around your street
With sewn on b***on eyes
Our ears become our memories.
The blind loving the blind
And our voices became our fingers
And you touched me with your song
You touched me all night long
I miss you
I miss you
And the memory machine
Making whiskey from the things
We no longer need
And you kissed me
But I was too drunk to really know
That you loved me
Enough to watch me go
I miss you