Brian Eno Every Motherstep Up Lyrics

Every Motherstep Up Lyrics

Something went badly wrong.







At first we didn't 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 



something. But 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 floods, sackings and revolution. It was all going sour. It was 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 



plugging a million dykes with my failing fingers. I was baking languages in a




million fires. I extended trillions of fine wires. I was scrubbing fingers upon




a beach in Wales. I was firing nights...







I was suddenly very tired.







How do I miss you. Really miss you.











(indecipherable)...



In one bigger bay



You gave all the frozen wind



You gave them away







Set up, boy, set up



The boys set up for the show



No one who was there last night



Gave out or ought to know







Set up, boy



Set up my boys



Below that river bend



It's all that we take care of



It's all we have to show