Get In The Mind Shaft

[Intro: Spoken Word - Digital - B-2679] When I was young I went into an abandoned house In one of the rooms I found an old piano I didn't know how to play piano So I just fumbled across the keys Pressed the pedals down I sat there for hours Trying to understand how to Construct a melody My brain to my finger tips And after a while I hit three notes together At the same time [Intro: Spoken Word - Vinyl - B-1731] I've been walking down by the river For hours Past sailors, that have Less tattoos than the average teenager There's a man fishing And selling what he catches A dollar a head I've been sitting near him For a long time now And he's yet to look over I have a strange feeling That I know this man That it's me I think it's me [Intro: Spoken Word - Vinyl - B-1750] Wherever you go in the world you’ll find That in the bible it says someone who works with their hands A carpenter, a pot maker, a brick layer Someone who works with their hands It’s seems no matter how far the human race progresses No matter how computerized, robotic, digital everything becomes around us Not too far away there is somebody working with their hands [Intro: Spoken Word - Vinyl - B-1821] Feeling distorted Brick by brick by brick A box containing another box Upheaval in a pond as large as the world And a leaf that falls for infinity It never lands Across the country Stones, soil, trees – all humming The exact same frequency The exact same frequency [Intro: Spoken Word - Vinyl - B-5505] It’s 97 degrees out The humidity is so thick It’s like drinking a glass of water Every time I take a breath I’m standing on this mound of dirt Cracking the bones in my fingers one by one I’m staring at him Wondering what he’s thinking Is this the end or the beginning? Will I be able to make it out alive? And then I slowly release the ball from my hand And it travels toward him [Intro: Spoken Word - Vinyl - B-1203] It’s Sunday Morning And I have that same feeling I’ve had every Sunday For my entire life It’s as if I have been woken up by whispers The whispering of voices, all around me I can’t make out what they are saying Some people would call it ghosts Or some kind of hallucination I don’t know what I’m supposed to call it But I’ve never told anybody about that [Intro: Spoken Word - Vinyl - B-1131] Theres a distant hum coming from the clouds Just from the other side of the ridge Nobody knows the source of the hum And the frequency is enough to Rattle anything stationary Entire town feels like it has been cursed The hum won't go away People say they remember the hum From their childhoods and they say The hum has always been there And never gone away [Funk Interlude] Let's try it Let's try it [Verse 1] Can you hear me now? Am I invisible to you? Out of the blue now Out of the blue now Can you hear me now? Am I invisible to you? Get in the mind shaft [Refrain] Can it be? Can it be? Can it be? Can it be? Ah, ah, ah, ah [Verse 2] Can you hear me now? Get in the mind shaft Get in the mind shaft Am I invisible to you? Come inside Come inside Can you hear me now? Deep inside me, now [Refrain] Ah, ah, ah, ah [Outro] Get in the mind shaft Can you hear me now?