ice machine

running through my head secretly, the shouts of the boys in the factory, i ring you on the telephone silently, like blood, like the wine in the darkroom scene, the darkroom scene, oh, darkroom scene, a letter once composed, seven years long and as tall as a tree, reading on the wall, emissions, efficiency, efficiency, oh, efficiency, resurrect, as a feeling, on my window, of a past reunion, resurrect as a feeling, on my window of a past reunion, visions of a picture, like the city, and the air we breathe, the air we breathe, oh, air we breathe, she stood beside me once again, i knew her face, we met before in the street, recalling all the children dancing at our feet, the dancing feet, oh, dancing feet