Million Dead - MacGyver lyrics

It starts with a call A call from his mother Sophia says "Come quick, MacGyver's been hurt He was just on his way home From saving the world again He got jumped by some kids He went down, now he's dying" So I threw on my coat And I ran out the door Sped through the night To the old hospital Where the doctors said: "Wait" So I camped in the ward Watching the clock as it haemorrhaging time So slow, so slow, so slow And I've lingered here So long, so long, so long The air in here So cold, so cold, so cold The shallow breath So quiet, so quiet, so quiet The shibboleth Of MacGyver laid bare Flat on a table Blackened with bruises he couldn't explain And there was nothing he could build To save himself Out of biros and blue-tack Opened up his cavities Operating theatre Doctors couldn't find a heart Lymph glands running motor oil Calloused fingers lie inert Intricate ability Punctured by the god-shaped hole Adolescent consciousness He couldn't build a bomb to mend The splinters of his broken heart His home-made radar couldn't find A way to make his weapons art MacGyver Bleeds out all of his rationalism Isaac Newton Your lever is not long enough The scottish enlightenment Better sinking ship So I left The hospital With the bleep of Life support machines A memory