Broken

We bury our secrets in rooms without laughter
That light's never touched
And it doesn't get better
You can keep all the secrets like rocks in your pocket
To drag you down under the water
And I'm given this fever that no doctor can treat
Left blind and alone, laying in the street
It started as soon as I accepted
That it's all over
And the robots are broken
The gears aren't turning
Just makes a buzzing and doesn't get better
All ground to a halt with the mud of disaster
It flowed backwards and ruined us
With this feverish sleep
Of guilt and repentance
These broken dreams
Of love and remembrance
Is this really all life has to offer?
And the clocks are all broken
They make a deafening racket
Time still continues
We just can't track it
And we'll always ask ourselves
What was it for?