Dazed

I spend my days dazed Night turns day I walk through the day, dazed The machine runs wellnot a squeal anywhere just runs smooth ..all too smooththere are some distant screams somewhere too far to be heard It seems a little too foggy But the fog is at some distance nothing to worry as yet It's quite clear here, all too clear I walk through the narrow alley ways I stop almost thinking I'm stuck but no maneuvering is an easy jobI continue to look for the clue but find nothing to see may be it is the lightmay be it is the place may be it is me The machine runs well, all too well I spend my days dazed