This song is an extremely loose biopic, leaving out an enormous amount and no doubt massively over-exaggerating everything that is still in there. It's probably the strangest thing I've ever written. Inspirations: the dead celebrity who is the subject of the song, the hurdy gurdy, Cornelius Cardew's work with the Scratch Orchestra, Gregorian chant.
Hörst du auf das Wort deines Gottes: schreibst du was du sehst und hörst.
(Ich will nicht)
The healing of the sick is known to her
The structure of the heavens is known to her
The journey of the soul is known to her