All these things into position All these things we'll one day swallow whole Fade out again Immerse your soul in love Rows of houses, all bearing down on me I can feel their blue hands touching me And fade out again and fade out This machine will, will

I greet you With a song in my heart I behold your adorable face. Just a song at the start But it soon is a hymn to your grace. When the music swells I'm touching you hand It tells that you're standing near, and At the sound of your voice