I only count on
What no one can remember
No one will remember
The things that I have count on
Now I heard man-machine say,
We're just tears in rain. Oh,
If it's tears then I'll be counting
I'll be sitting
I'll be spelling our time
I'll be spelling
I'll be spilling
I'll be sitting
I'll be spelling our time
I'll be spelling
I'll be spilling
And if you don't know how
We can figure it out
If you don't know how
Well, we'll figure it out
Then sometimes it leaves me
Then I'm vast and empty
But when I'm fast it fills me
And I know there's a way
I know there's a way
To keep these gears from rusting
But my memory grows dusty
And the muscle falls away
If I was standing
Would you stand up next to me?
If it meant something
More than cold machinery
If I was standing
Could you stand up next to me?
If it meant something
More than cold machinery
And if you don't know how
We can figure it out
If you don't know how
Well, we'll figure it out