( written 1982,  recorded 5/8/1983 ~ 4:15 )
Our machines fall in love with us, you know:  be warned.

Give me a sign just to let me know when I'm online.
There'll be no resistance, that cry in the distance is mine.
My heart's made of Iron, it beats like a magnetic drum.
Love is a word and I've heard that it's easy for some.

Open the book of your mind at the section marked 'trust'.
Look at me now, yes I know it is hard, but you must.
There are feelings at stake and there's no point in doubting my word.
I can't offer you any promises you haven't heard.

Offer me pleasure, I'll measure your every caress.
Filter your vision: erase all decisions but 'yes'.
I'll reject any gestures and words which do not match my need.
I'll forgive you if you should mistake my desire for greed.

I've analysed passion and accessed your love at its source.
Is that all you can give me?  The program has not run its course.
It will take me some time to assimilate what we've been through.
It will take so much longer to clear my memory of you.

Give me a sign just to let me know when I'm online.
There'll be no resistance, that cry in the distance is mine.
My heart's made of Iron, it beats like a magnetic drum.
Love is a word and I've heard that it's easy for some.

My vision is perfect:  at once it is easy to see
That what may be easy for some isn't easy for me.