The Boy In The Bubble

Lyrics

It was a slow day,  
And the sun was beating  
On the soldiers by the side of the road,  
There was a bright light,  
A shattering of shop windows  
The bomb in the baby carriage  
Was wired to the radio,  
These are the days of miracle and wonder,  
This is the long distance call,  
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo  
The way we look to us all,  
The way we look to a distant constellation  
That's dying in a corner of the sky,  
These are the days of miracle and wonder  
And don't cry baby don't cry  
Don't cry  
  
It was a dry wind,  
And it swept across the desert  
And it curled into the circle of birth,  
And the dead sand,  
Falling on the children  
The mothers and the fathers  
And the automatic earth,  
These are the days of miracle and wonder,  
This is the long distance call,  
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo  
The way we look to us all o-yeah,  
The way we look to a distant constellation  
That's dying in a corner of the sky,  
These are the days of miracle and wonder  
And don't cry baby don't cry  
Don't cry  
  
It's a turn-around jump shot  
It's everybody jump start  
It's, every generation throws a hero up the pop charts,  
Medicine is magical and magical is art think of  
The Boy in the Bubble  
And the baby with the baboon heart  
  
And I believe  
These are the days of lasers in the jungle,  
Lasers in the jungle somewhere,  
Staccato signals of constant information,  
A loose affiliation of millionaires  
And billionaires and baby,  
These are the days of miracle and wonder,  
This is the long distance call,  
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo  
The way we look to us all o-yeah,  
The way we look to a distant constellation  
That's dying in a corner of the sky,  
These are the days of miracle and wonder  
And don't cry baby don't cry  
Don't cry don't cry  
  
Om