Machinery of night

In San Francisco

Every hour of the night

Is the same hour

Outside my window the streets sound so close

There are car noises but no human voices

In the distance I hear a chorus of machines

Howl/The machinery of night

(I saw the greatest minds of my generation turn insane)

Somewhere out there is a machine beast

Waiting for me to tame it

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