Humming Machines

I need to get away from the humming machines
their noise is creeping into my dreams
I used to be too busy to notice the sound
but now it echoes like July's cicada wings

Oh, take me away from the humming machines
some place to quiet my brain
when I get away I hope that I find
that the silence carries more than just pain

Beneath the sky, and this roof and the blue tv light
I sit next to you all alone
I'm tired and I'm restless and I need to lie down
so I turn on that humming sound

I'm tired and I'm restless but my body hums along
to the song of the humming machines