Emily In Her Day

I see in thirty-three dimensions
But I can’t see why I can’t see you
I walk on surfaces beyond the human convention
But I can’t walk those final feet towards you

This must be wrong, Superman is too strong, they say
Those who never saw Emily in her day

I hear at frequencies beyond those on the spectrum
But I haven’t heard a kind word from you
I’ve danced at altitudes on wires of limited tension
But I can’t find the appropriate balance for you

This can’t be right, Superman wins the fight, right?
But did he ever face Emily in her day? No way!

The brat pack is on the attack
They found an elusive new ridicule track
They talk for miles but somehow never say a word
Prefab’ed and canned and made in Japan
They found an elusive new con for the man
Re-interpreting everything that he heard
Well, haven’t you heard? Not a single word!

Oh, give me dignity and I’ll tell the truth
And oh, grant me amnesty and don’t forsake my youth
I’m on the run and I need now to return
To the place from which I was taken so long ago

Composition © 2009 Ric Albano & Animal Society
Publication © 2010 Cygnus Wave Music