Calculation Theme - Metric

I'm sick, you're tired

Let's dance

Break to love, make lust

I know it isn't

I'm sick, you're tired

Let's dance, dance, dance

Cold as numbers but let's dance

As though it were easy for you to lead me

I could be passive, gracefully

Half the horizon's gone

Skyline of numbers

Half the horizon's gone

Working the numbers

'Til I'm sick

Sleep don't pacify us until daybreak sky lights up the grid we live in

Dizzy when we talk so fast

Fields of numbers streaming past

I wish we were farmers

I wish we knew how to grow sweet potatoes and milk cows

I wish we were lovers

But it's for the best

Tonight, your ghost will ask my ghost

"Where is the love?"

Tonight, your ghost will ask my ghost

"Who here is in line for a raise?"

Tonight, your ghost will ask my ghost

"Where is the love?"

Tonight, your ghost will ask my ghost

"Who put these bodies between us?"