Moonlight Machine

Underneath the silver glow, midnight's whisper calls

Gears of moonlight turning slow, in the shadow’s thrall

Steel and glass in the starry sky, a machine made of dreams

Silent echo of the night, flowing like streams

Counting moments in the dark, ticking through the years

Echoes of the moon's soft spark, wiping away fears

Metal hearts beat in rhyme, under the lunar shine

In the stillness of time, machinery divine

Magic in the moonlight, glowing softly in the rain

Riding through the night sky, over fields of pain

Mondlichtmaschine, spinning tales anew

In the quiet glow, I find my truth in you

Whispers of the night, beneath the cyber glow

Dreams taking flight, where only nightlights go

Mechanical lullabies, serenading the dusk

In this luminous guise, we awaken from dusk

As dawn begins to break, the machine sleeps tight

But in dreams we partake, in the moon’s gentle light