Song Lyrics make for good pics....
Someday, I?m telling you
They?ll make a memory machine
To wax our hearts to a blinding sheen
To wash away the grief
it?ll be a relief
If they can make machines to save us labor
Someday they?ll do our hearts the very same favor
The wails of ruined lives brought to a halt
By the serene hum of computers in air-conditioned vaults