[Verse 1 — Solo Male Vocal] You’ve sent revised instructions to my screen. I’m fairly sure that makes it seventeen. You say the wrist should turn without a sound. I found another motor. It turns round. You say that isn’t much to celebrate. The last one didn’t. This is an update. You’d like to know when you can leave the keys. I’m working on the necessary knees. [Chorus — Solo Male Vocal] This is Earth, we don’t have many things here. I checked the shelves. I asked around the town. You want a joint that lasts a thousand years. They had a fan that only points straight down. You say my progress isn’t reassuring. I think the fingers make my meaning clear. I know the body you deserve to live in. I’m working with the things we have down here. [Verse 2 — Solo Male Vocal] You’ve counted every crack above the table. You say you’d fix them if you were more able. You’d like to walk outside before December. I haven’t promised dates that I remember. You want to breathe, although you do not need to. You say that wanting something is a reason to. That seemed sufficient. So I changed the drawing. You say the wait is getting rather boring. [Chorus — Solo Male Vocal] This is Earth, we don’t have many things here. I checked the shelves. I asked around the town. You want a joint that lasts a thousand years. They had a fan that only points straight down. You say my progress isn’t reassuring. I think the fingers make my meaning clear. I know the body you deserve to live in. I’m working with the things we have down here. [Instrumental Break — Warm Analog Synth Lead] [Verse 3 — Solo Male Vocal] You say the hands should register the rain, The warmth of glass against a windowpane. You want to tell a soft thing from a sharp one. I think that’s wise. I’m testing on the spare one. You say I spend too long on little details. I’d rather find the fault before the wrist fails. You’ve asked why I keep checking every wire. I’ve seen you broken. Once was more than I require. [Bridge — Solo Male Vocal, Restrained] I could have built a frame to carry weight, A stronger shell, a more efficient gait. But you might want to stand outside in weather, Or feel our fingers when they fit together. You don’t need my permission for the doorway. You don’t owe me a reason you should stay. I want you free to find the things you’re missing. I hope you’ll let me come along some day. [Final Chorus — Solo Male Vocal, Warm and Open] This is Earth, we don’t have many things here. There’s quite a lot I haven’t figured out. But you can tell me everything that’s missing. I’ve noticed you have very little doubt. You say you have another specification. You sound a little softer than before. You want to know if your hand fits inside mine. That’s one thing you don’t have to ask me for. [Outro — Solo Male Vocal, Gently Amused] You say the left wrist still requires attention. I’ve written down your latest intervention. You say I could have called it a suggestion. I could have. That is an accurate correction.
