Howard Jones

Automaton

Howard Jones


He arrived on the scene 
With no past and no future 
He seemed to know your dreams 
Replace tears with laughter 

Street corner whispers 
Would mention his name 
Selfish? Benevolent? 
What was his game 

Some say he's perfect 
Some say a spy 
A hidden power 
They all wonder why 
The rumours mounted 
But still no fact? 
I need to find out 
Some say perfect hidden power 
We all wonder why 

Questions unanswered 
Suspicion alerted 
I went round to his place 
If felt quite deserted 
I climbed the stairs to where 
His body lay without motion 
No spirit lives in there 
The cord had been broken 

His skin was reptile 
No life in there 
Not young not old 
A long hollow glare 
His breath had stopped 
No hearts beat there 
Is this a man 
Should I believe hidden power 
They all wondered why 

My attention was caught 
By a sound from the door 
Panic gripped the mind 
What lay in store 
A being stared at me 
Benevolent, not cold 
Automaton - He is controlled 

His skin was reptile..... 

Automaton - No life in there 
No past and no future 
Is this a man 
Automaton - No life in there 
No past and not future 
Is this a man