I found her in Paris
I lost her in Rome
She always knew best
How to light the way home.
She always gave back
Much more promise than fear
Then the tubes all burnt out
And there was nothing to hear.
You think of her fondly
All the lessons she taught
All the truths she made clear
All the battles she fought.
You tuned in those stations
Some scratchy, some clear,
Then the tubes all burnt out
And there was nothing to hear.
When the world was half broken
You could tune in for truth
You could find what was hidden
All so vile and uncouth.
You figured out things
That hadn’t been clear,
Then the tubes all burnt out
And there was nothing to hear.
When they marched in like rodents
And turned off the cash
They slung out their spreadsheets
Turned magic to ash.
They silenced the voices
Everybody held dear,
Then the tubes all burnt out
And there was nothing to hear.
They played it so safe
There was no way to win
They couldn’t hear boredom
Through the veils of their sin.
They assured their investors
There was nothing to fear,
Then the tubes all burnt out
And there was nothing to hear.
So they tightened the budgets
And sliced out her heart
Carved up the enchantment
And tore her apart.
All they looked at were numbers
Not a one shed a tear,
Then the tubes all burnt out
And there was nothing to hear.
