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.