Cogs Testo

Been driving now for what seems like forever
Mind is racing
I’m over the edge still holding on to what I’ve lost
Maybe it is just the way that I am
Made but suppose I could never believe you
It’s not your fault
The engine stalls and I’m spinning out of control
I see the signs up ahead and I
Know I can’t take much more of this
I long to feel this old heart beat the way it used to We’re all cogs in a bigger machine and love is a motor

Am I making a point of giving up on all I’ve come from?
Models flawed by design
Pulled like puzzles apart and put back together
The soul is lost in the endless search for a higher love
Angels reside out on the streets
Heaven glows with every rising of the sun
I long to see through these eyes before it’s over
We’re all cogs in a bigger machine and love is a motor