Julia Stone
the memory machine
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I miss you and the memory machine
And the factory where we make something of dreams
And we wandered around your streets
With sewn on button eyes our ears become our memories
The blind loving the blind
And our voices become our fingers
And you touched me with your song
And touched me all night long
I miss you
I miss you
And the memory machine making whiskey from the things
We no longer need and you kissed me
But I was too drunk to really know
That you loved me enough to watch me go
I miss you
- Album:
- Justine (Single)
- By the Horns
- The Memory Machine
- Spotify Sessions
- Compilation
- By The Horns (Special Edition)
- Sampler, Volume 27
- EMI Sampler 2012
- Ministry of Sound Uncovered, Vol. 4
- By the Horns (Bonus Track Version)
- By the Horns (Bonus Version)
- By the Horns (Deluxe Edition)
- By the Horns (Canadian Version)
- Modern Songbirds
- Communion - New Faces
- The Waiting City (OST)
- The Memory Machine (Bonus Track Version)
- The Memory Machine (Bonus Version)
- Justine
- The Waiting City (Original Soundtrack)