Bending Albert’s Law Songtext
von Karin Park

The washing machine needs fixin′ here
It's early dark this time of year
It′s small and cold, I'm hiding in here
Behind orange drapes and wafer walls
I made a mess to make it feel like home
All the stuff I packed can't fill this hole

I′ll conjure you up, you′ll appear
It's ridiculous that you′re not here
I'll bend Albert′s law slightly
I'll say the magic word and you′re beside me


Out on Crouch End hill, people passing through
I tried your phone and I bought dry shoes
The squelch of rubber soles on wet tar
There's too many steps from where you are

I'll conjure you up, you′ll appear
It′s ridiculous that you're not here
I′ll bend Albert's law slightly
I′ll say the magic word and you're beside me

I′ll conjure you up, you'll appear
It's ridiculous that you′re not here
I′ll bend Albert's law slightly
I′ll say the magic word 'til you′re beside me