Busy

Busy, busy, busy
spin, spin, spin
put another coin in
watch her turn again, then
all this frantic racing
never thinking, pacing
how to get there fastest
never finish last, best

Rushing, sprinting, flying
run, run, run
cannot take a break, yet
no thing left undone, none
heart inside is shrinking
no room for feeling, thinking
A robot's all that's left here
There's no time for tears, dear.