Tesla's Hotel Room

(альбом: Last Days Of Wonder - 2006)

In the last days of wonder
When spirits still flew
Where we sat holding hands
In half-darkened rooms

Nicola Tesla in the Hotel New Yorker
Nursing sick pigeons by the open window
Dreamed of a death ray to disintegrate matter
Detected Morse Code from far away planets

He couldn't stand the touch of hair or of skin
But stroked feathers gently on trembling wings
Drew plans for a camera to photograph thoughts
Vacuum tube lights, wireless phones

In the last days of wonder
When spirits still flew
Round bubbling test tubes
In half-darkened rooms

Edison and Westinghouse
In silk brocade
Ate oysters rockefeller
With French champagne

But Tesla grew thin
Eating only saltines
Going days in his lab
Without any sleep

Dreaming of God
As an x-ray beam
He was hit by a cab
While crossing the street

Lying on his bedspread
He struggled to breathe
The light bulbs exploded
The air filled with wings

In the last days of wonder
When spirits still flew
Tesla vacated
His half-darkened room