nofi

I read your manifestoes
and your strange religious tracts
You took me to your library
and kissed me in the stacks


Planets crash, the world goes nova,
sun explodes, all goes black
You went off swinging London
and forgot to come back.


You couldn't grok my racecar
but you dug the roadside blur
You weren't into my airplane
but you loved the whirling world


Planets crash, the world goes nova,
sun explodes, all goes black
You went off swinging London
and forgot to come back.

baby come back.

-stephin merritt
the magnetic fields


you got to love a song that uses the word GROK. 1,000 points to the person who can tell me the name of the science fiction writer who invented that word and the book from which it came?





love, Quin