Merlin
Martin Courtney
3:25Darkness on the front porch, and the moon is low I’m sifting through the static on a shortwave radio Never had a notion to investigate Now I can’t tell if things have changed or if it’s just getting late I tell myself it won’t be long I tell myself nothing’s wrong, nothing’s wrong Falling through the night on a frozen stream Oh, I can’t see a future where I’m not tied to this dream It’s hard to find a signal where the world’s not flat That’s never been where I live, but I already knew that