Brian Eno - Everybody's Mother lyrics

Something… went badly wrong At first, we didn’t really notice We got used to bumping about together and stepping on each other’s toes Funny how that happens We felt it in different ways Some people thought they were getting bigger Or their skin was over-sensitive And they needed to insulate themselves with shopping Others felt squeezed, choked, and confined And sought open spaces, which they never found But the world was getting smaller and smaller It was like a balloon going down Everything getting tiny, brighter, more intense, and squashed up together It was cluttered, uncomfortable You couldn't find anywhere to sit down I was everybody's mother in nightly tears before the television news My children, in flux, cyclones and revolutions It was all going sour, all going sour I was scrubbing individual stones on a huge beach I was making sandwiches for the whole of Somalia I was shouting "fire" in a thousand languages I was climbing a million bytes with my failing fingers I was making languages a million fires I was making trillions on fine wires I was scrubbing fingers I was beaching whales I was firing dikes I was… I was suddenly very tired I know, I miss you Really…miss…you…all Flow all loves your braid and know And one bitter bay Who gave all the rows of wind Who gave them away? Set up, oh set up the boys Set up for the show No one who was there that night Gave out or ought to know Set up, oh set up a (indistinct) You know that we will bake In all that we change in all It's all we have to show Whenever I'm to fade that way So on goes the show