Uncomfortable Objects

Free formed thoughts meet control machines Your smile makes me believe Plenty of nothing to make you feel at ease No you're not a thief No you're not alone in your dreams Gravity I feel it now It feeds the need No man is an island Nothing can compete The world that's yours is mine A house of cards you could destroy With a single blow How could I know It meets the expectation Feeds the need No man is an island Nothing can compete You're my guy Without purpose There's no need to define Will you give a cue We almost came close I never knew you