Songs from Liquid Days: No. 1, Changing Opinion

Gradually we became aware

Of a hum in the room

An electrical hum in the room it went mmmmmm

We followed it from corner to corner

We pressed our ears against the walls

We crossed diagonals

And put our hands on the floor

It went mmmmmm sometimes it was

A murmur sometimes it was

A pulse sometimes it seemed

To disappear but then with a quarter turn

Of the head it would roll around the sofa

A nimbus humming cloud m-m-m-mmm

Maybe it's the hum of a calm refrigerator

Cooling on the big night m-m-m-mmm

Cooling on the big night maybe it's the hum

Of our parents' voices

Long ago in a soft light m-m-m-mmm

Long ago in a dimmed light m-m-m-mmm

Maybe it's the hum of changing opinion

Or a foreign language in prayer

M-m-m-mmm or a foreign language

In prayer maybe it's the mantra

Of the walls and wiring deep breathing

In soft air m-m-m-mmm

Deep breathing in soft air

M-m-m-mmm