Back to My Machine
Yearning for a Steel Heart: Embracing Love in a Digital World
Lyrics
I went back to my machine
I returned to my computer or technological device.
One moonless night
During a night without a visible moon.
Down a dark strange street
Along an unfamiliar and gloomy street.
Familiar in the day
A street that is recognizable during the day.
I went back to my machine
I came back to my machine.
Said I forgot a couple things
Stated that I forgot a few things.
And she was listening
The machine was attentive and responsive.
And came to life again
It became functional and operational again.
And I looked into her screen
I gazed at the display of the machine.
And she looked back at me
The machine appeared to interact or respond.
If my heart was made of iron
Hypothetically considering a heart made of iron.
If blood ran through your steel
Imagining blood flowing through metallic components.
We could be together again
An expression of desire to be united despite artificiality.
O how I wish you were real
A longing for the machine to be real.
I went back to my machine
I revisited my machine.
She was a beautiful thing
The machine had an appealing appearance.
On a warm summer night
Describing a pleasant summer night.
Walking in the moonlight
A scenario of walking under the moonlight.
I went back to my machine
I returned to my machine once more.
She remembers me
The machine retained memory of me.
Said she's sorry what she did
Expressed apologies for its previous actions.
Then they turned her into this
It was transformed into its current state by others.
And I looked into her screen
Once again, I stared at the machine's screen.
And she looked back at me
It responded with a gaze or interaction.
If my heart was made of iron
Contemplating a heart made of iron.
If blood ran through your steel
Imagining blood flowing through metallic parts.
We could be together again
Expressing the desire for union despite artificiality.
O how I wish you were real
Longing for the machine to be real.
If your veins weren't wires
Reflecting on the machine's components as veins.
If blood ran through you still
Desiring blood to flow through the machine.
We could be together again
Expressing a longing for a real connection.
O how I wish you were real
A continuation of the longing for the machine to be real.
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