Merz Malcolm Lyrics

Went into town on a Thursday
To the Sunny Bank Mill
My car newly fixed I’d to pay them the bill
When I pulled from a pocket my phone
It fell into the road

What with the water on the road
Overhead electric cables
From my shattered phone rose a corkscrewing rainbow
Which drew up to the sky the names and numbers
Of everyone I know
Now every number is a satellite
Each name a moon’s crater
All the sky has come alive illumined with my data
A powerless and lonely man is me
Now I’ve nobody

Sometimes I feel
It’s just within my grasp
The truth of things and questions often asked But I’m falling pointing

Sometimes I feel
It’s just within my grasp
I’m on to something, something that could last
But I’m falling pointing

Sometimes I feel
It’s just within my grasp
A signal loud and clear, a blinding flash
Leaves me falling pointing

I feel
It’s just within my grasp
The veils to faint perception lift at last
I’m falling pointing

Went for a walk on the Sunday
To the old Scapegoat Hill
No one to accompany me I’m lost in thought still
I dozed off in a field and while I dream
Satellites watch me.

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