Digital Dreams

The Midnight

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I was born in a room with fluorescent lights
Raised to be kind and afraid of heights
But they always seemed to find me at night, out on the ledge
Catching glimpses of the strange fruit that grows beyond the edge

Where do you go in the darkness
When you're alone in your bed?
How do you dream
When you're just a machine
Imagining colors you can't see?

I worked the same job everybody had
They said I was special, if a bit too sad
But they always seemed to find me at night, out on the ledge
Catching glimpses of the strange fruit that grows beyond the edge

Where do you go in the darkness
When you're alone in your bed?
How do you dream
When you're just a machine
Imagining colors you can't see?

Where do you go in the darkness
When you're alone in your bed?
How do you dream
When you're just a machine
Imagining colors you can't see?

If we're all connected
Why can't we seem to get along?
And why does every road I take to leave just bring me home?
And why does the journey feel so lonely
It's been so long
And will these questions matter when I'm gone?

Where do you go in the darkness
When you're alone in your bed?
How do you dream
When you're just a machine
Imagining colors you can't see?

Where do you go in the darkness
When you're alone in your bed?
How do you dream
When you're just a machine
Imagining colors you can't see?

Where do you go in the darkness
When you're alone in your bed?
How do you dream
When you're just a machine
Imagining colors you can't see?