Wireless

In the studio the woman come and go Talking of Michelangelo Edison dreams the miracle machine He parts the sea Onward goes the pilgrim band Cohen and Eliot in hand Out to find glory in a tower of story A wasteland Marconi graced, was color blind In the new world he did find It was there all along, just waiting for a song From Italy So the pilgrims take another verse And the balance moves from bad to worse Nobody's dreamed, that there's a ghost in the machine So we rehearse Someone adds another place to the map Now that we look back It was a turn off a corner in a dark sedan We didn't see Out in the street, we come and go Speaking of Michelangelo The band takes direction from a tenuous connection To the past

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