Mysterious Power - Ezra Furman, The Harpoons

God I am nothing but a boy in my room

But when I stand at the windowsill and I look at the moon

And I know something is rising to another dimension

Going out of my mind and way across the Midwestern expanses

It dances out under the stars it’s a prayer and it’s there when I’m riding in

cars

And when I’m listening to music, when I’m watching TV

I don’t know how to say it, I get down on my knees, in my room

In the evening, when no one’s around, I turn on the radio and turn up the sound

I say no, no don’t fall through

I need you

Call me up right now

I’d call you but I don’t know how

It started out when I was 10 years old

I climbed into the driver’s seat, the car started to roll down a hill

And I fell deep in love with a lady who I hadn’t yet met

Oh but she made me her baby, right then found a pen

Started writing a poem, and it’s not done, I continue every time I’m alone

And I know that she’s out there, and I know you can hear me

How I’d love to be real, and I want you to be near me, but the radio’s broken

The phone’s out of service, and we’ve got no connection and it’s making me

nervous

I say no, no don’t fall out

I call out

In this night’s last hour

I’m feeling that mysterious power

God I am nothing but a boy in my room

A boy in my room feeling that mysterious power