surrounded

[solipsistnation]

Pale white moon shine down on Colorado
hide my dirty secrets down here in the shadows
where the quaking aspens tremble in the snow
haul up the hillside hold me high and let me go
let me fall right through my own roof like a meteorite
let the world and all its wonders
leave me to my toys tonight
and my 96-inch
television screen
let me die
let me die
surrounded by machines

high winds knocked the power out last night
but i've got my own supply here
all my windows blaze with light
and the light spills through the windows
to the empty plain below
finds nothing but some trees
and three fresh feet of snow
and i find a broadcast station that's signed off for the night
and the static floods the speakers
in glorious black and white
on my 96-inch
television screen
let me die
let me die
surrounded by machines


(The Comedians is John Darnielle and John Vanderslice, a project they will probably never do anything else with. It's a concept album about organ farmers on the moon.)