The Belldog Lyrics
Most of the dayWe were at the machineryIn the dark shedsThat the seasons ignoreI held the levers that guided the signals to the radioBut the words I receive, random code, broken fragments from before.Out in the treesMy reason deserting meAll the dark starsCluster over the bay.Then in a certain momentI lose control and at last I am part of the machinery.(The belldog) Where are you?And the light disappearsAs the world makes its circle through the sky.
Brian Eno The Belldog
