Serpico

Machines of Loving Grace

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