Testi:
Our Lady Peace Spiritual Machines

Your life has been so hard It's dried up angels that can't keep guard I'm trying to reach your hand But I'm on fire I never planned to fade... away Stay

I'm not waiting for the answers On a Sunday afternoon I'm just too drunk to remember Why I always slip through The drugs and fake ambition Have

this And I'll be there to sit While you pray no one's blaming me I'm not supposed to wait When they open up your heart... I have been good I understood Like a machine

I gave up on you. And your exercise And the world that I knew Then, I fell back on you. Cause I need more time And I need an excuse I'm a thief

The year is 2029. The machines will convince us that they are conscious, that they have their own agenda worthy of our respect. They'll embody human

You haven't seen the world outside for days You sleep, you hope, you wait Imagination disappears And all the dreams you have you save Confrontation

2029 there is a growing discussion about the legal rights of computers and what constitutes being human

How many times have you been pushed around? Was anybody there? Does anybody care? How many time have your friends let you down? Was anybody there? Did

Like a machine I'll fix you from the start I'm in repair, life that we share I know that I'll be lost and Oh I, I have been good, I understood Like a machine