The Dust - Robyn Hitchcock
Tiny specks of dust are falling through the atmosphere Sunlight passes through them, they don't easily appear Some fall on the water, some fall on the land Some of them will fall on you if you hold out your hand "Father, oh, and mother, How is there such great alarm? If you cannot see them, then, how can they do you harm? " "They can make you suffer, they can make you change They are over Norway and quite soon we'll be in range. " All our teeth are falling out like leaves upon the ground All our hair is falling out, no other can be found Some are dying slowly, some are dying fast Some of us hold on to life as long as we can last Poison and invisible, it falls all round the world Fifteen hundred roentgens for every boy and girl We just read the papers, we just watch tv Passive as the cattle we await our destiny
Artist: Robyn Hitchcock
Title: The Dust