The Machine Stops

Maybe if they saw you
They could get you
If they got you they got me
And the machine is rather holy
Or at least that’s how it seems
And it wont stop
It can’t be stopped
And that is just the state of things
And quite sincerely
It’s mechanic as all good things ought to be
There is a town
Above ground
That no living thing has seen
And the mending apparatus
Can do just what it pleases
No one comes, no one goes
Echo chambers are all that’s needed
Move along, it’s for show
People are just superseded
They see it and say
I want to be just like you
Pray to machine
It’s the only thing that is true
So if it stops
It's just that it did not like you
They see it and say
I want to be just like you
Pray to machine
It’s the only thing that is true
So if it stops
It's just thatit did not like you
Now I know it sees me
Don’t unhand me
I’m mechanic like the rest
I like my home
Please don’t expel me
If need be I will confess
It is my god, it is my life
I’m lucky just to be its guest
I saw the surface and it hurt when
It called me right back to bed
There is a town
Above ground
That no living thing has seen
And the mending apparatus
Can do just what it pleases
No one comes, no one goes
Echo chambers are all that’s needed
Move along, it’s for show
People are just superseded