Hannah Batley, Malcolm Brooks – Sleeping in My Space (live recording)


Malcolm Brooks sees somethings in a meditation that he doesn’t understand. Hannah Batley says, “It’s a song.” And so it was.
 
Why’s a statue fall on me?
Why’s he sleeping peacefully?
Wooden hands and wooden head,
Why’s he wear that robe of red?
 
I don’t know his name, never seen his face.
Seems to me he’s out of place.
Tell me why he’s sleeping in my space.
 
Try to move him, it’s no good.
I can’t budge a block of wood.
Jesus comes and laughs at this.
Seems he loves my nemesis.
 
I don’t know his name, never seen his face…
 
Jesus tilts him to the floor.
Now I see there’s something more.
Shining gold above his brow,
Statue’s got a halo now.
 
I don’t know his name, never seen his face…
 
Am I blind to something good?
Am I partly sleeping wood?
Will he rise at morning light,
Fall on someone else tonight?
 
I don’t know his name, never seen his face…

 
Hannah Batley, musical sherpa, vocals
Malcolm Brooks – story source, guitar
Rush DeNooyer – guitar