It’s all right pinning your faith in youth
Cos youth has one saving grace
It buds and it blossoms and it flies for a while
And then it starts to fade away
You’re looking at beauty
But all that you’re seeing is skin holding in
The machine, the machine that cried
The machine, the machine that cried
It’s all right basing your life on truth
If everyone believes what you say
The beggar and the tycoon and the honest man
All in league for a day
We’re dealing in fiction
Cos the truth’s gonna drive us insane with pain
The machine, the machine that cried
The machine, the machine that cried
It’s the man at the bus stop standing by you
You’ve seen him and he’s seen you
You’ve seen each other so many times before
It’s the face on the TV who reads the news
The singers sing but can’t sing the blues
The soldier who dies but is still too young to choose
It’s the girl you met when you were sixteen
You fell in love and in between
Found that she did not really love you
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String Driven Thing Lyrics – The Machine That Cried