The machine and I travel in a cyber world
It's always warm
Bikini clad pixel girls that can become attached
to you're e-mail
The machine in me
has grown accustomed to your pod
We chat away the memories
sharing music on a beach
My head's defragging Lemon Time

The machine in you
overclocks my CPU
Serotonin levels at an all time high
Brand new folders on my harddrive

The machines in us all
are connected now
slinging their little packets
around the Milky Way
Along comes a solar flare
Blows it all away