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Far East and Far Out: Council Meeting in Japan (The Style Council) · Far In, Far Out Worlds of Shelley Hirsch (Shelley Hirsch) · Far Far North (Einherjer) · Machine II Machine (Doro) · Super Amusement Machine for Your Exciting Heart (Counterfit) · Heart to Heart (Betty Buckley) · Heart to Heart (Reba McEntire) · Heart to Heart (Kiri Te Kanawa) · Heart to Heart (Phillip Manuel) · Heart to Heart (Diane Schuur) – and 90 other albums »


Christmas gift to a band from it's fans
Is a drum machine
We don't know how to use one but we could learn
If it came with instructions that would be real
the ground,
Replaced by the incessant sound of fear.

There's a ring in my ears,
I'm bleeding from my heart.
Far away from love...
The execution starts.
to a band from it's fans
Is a drum machine
We don't know how to use one but we could learn
If it came with instructions that would be real good
We could write
think I need some time by myself
Without anybody else
I just need to unwind 
In my time machine
I need to go far away
A few years back would be OK
I
think I need some time by myself
Without anybody else
I just need to unwind 
In my time machine
I need to go far away
A few years back would be OK
I
rocks this place like she's from outer space
I got my money for a ticket to ride along

Far from the fray light years away

Late shifts over in this
And you won't let me sink
Though I'm begging you

Phone calls from further away
And messages on my machine
But I don't ever tell you this distant seems
Far, far away from those city lights
Might be shining on you tonight
Far, far away from you
On the dark side of the moon

I long to hold you in
'n cream 

I'm your Lady Machine 
I'm your Lady Machine 
I'll be all that you need 
The automated girl of your dreams 

Far from the galaxy 
I
Sad is to live in solitude
Far from your tranquil altitude
Sad is to know that no one ever can live on a dream
That never can be, will never be
Sad is to live in solitude
Far from your tranquil altitude
Sad is to know that no one ever can live on a dream
That never can be, will never be
Sad is to live in solitude
Far from your tranquil altitude
Sad is to know that no one ever can live on a dream
That never can be, will never be
become a miracle
And break free from these chains
We must be more than just machines,
So let them hear our hearts,
So let them hear our hearts
So let them
Sad is to live in solitude
Far from your tranquil altitude
Sad is to know that no one ever can live on a dream
That never can be, will never be
Sad is to live in solitude
Far from your tranquil altitude
Sad is to know that no one ever can live on a dream
That never can be, will never be
machine can't be compromised
Fueled by the corpses feted fleshed
Never turning back forward to the death
Its only mission is killing everything
It's
understand what I mean 
I'm lost in a time machine 
In a time far away from now 
I'm swirling around but I don't know how 
It doesn't matter which button I
All the wires feed me dreams I thought I never had

It's my world today
I don't have to stay
Break from the machine
Not that far away
I don't have
a different time
In a world not run by machines
I am part of a time that is no more
'Cept in my heart and in my dreams

I am a refugee, I am a refugee
Like
Word by word
She spoke to me
Hidden 'neath a mess of bygone linen
She listens as to dry a thousand tongues
My love is thin and thinning
Some
Rising above
Tension below
Learn from the in-between

Belinded by trust
Asleep to the truth
Awakened by disbelief

But somewhere I've found
Strength
burns so far away
Miles away

I'm sorry to tread on your patience, my dear
My heart might be willing by this time next year
I can't make you wait
Rising above
Tension below
Learn from the in-between

Blinded by trust
Asleep to the truth
Awakened by disbelief

But somewhere I've found
a scapegoat by the throat
It's hard labor and cold beans
If ya get away real quick
You'll be eatin' from the poison peanut machine
Well, I sing by night,
a scapegoat by the throat
It's hard labor and cold beans
If ya get away real quick
You'll be eatin' from the poison peanut machine
Well, I sing by night,