Machines of Loving Grace - SerpicoLyrics

Sick of the song Sick of the soul Sick of the band And the lack of control Sick of the sound Sick of the friends Something's gone wrong I thought I heard the old man say As the insides spilled out Into the cold mountain air And I never thought I would feel Never thought I would feel this way He'd been dying or dead for years And this was just his way of saying Let them hear it in the night