Robyn Hitchcock
Robyn Hitchcock
Robyn Hitchcock
Robyn Hitchcock
Robyn Hitchcock
Robyn Hitchcock
Robyn Hitchcock
Robyn Hitchcock
Robyn Hitchcock
Robyn Hitchcock
Robyn Hitchcock
Robyn Hitchcock
Robyn Hitchcock
Robyn Hitchcock
Robyn Hitchcock
Robyn Hitchcock
Robyn Hitchcock
Robyn Hitchcock
Robyn Hitchcock
Robyn Hitchcock
Robyn Hitchcock
What a beautiful song. I think it’s about Syd Barrett, one of Robyn’s musical heroes, but it could be about any of the “acid casualties” that he admires – maybe Arthur Lee from Love (subject of Robyn’s song “Wreck of the Arthur Lee”)? Roky Erikson? Brian Wilson? All of the above?
I'm sitting here in the abandoned brain
Waiting for take-off in it
They say it's never going to work again
But I can spare a few minutes
Been here before in the abandoned brain
There's flowers on all the controls
The tape keeps telling me again and again
That I'm the keeper of souls
The wind blows hard on the abandoned brain
But there's nobody thinking at all
The hypothalamus is open to the rain
And the leaves sweep into the hall
There's no one else in the abandoned brain
But that's not necessarily bad
It feeds on itself, but it's not insane
This brain is too old to go mad
Roses bloom in the abandoned brain
And thoughts run wild on the floor
Like a headless corpse; a derailed train
Who could ask for anything more?
I'm sitting here in the abandoned brain
Waiting for take-off in it
They say it's never going to work again
But I can spare a few minutes
The Abandoned Brain was written by Robyn Hitchcock.
The Abandoned Brain was produced by Robyn Hitchcock.