I can no longer remember when I produced this piece together with David Lynch ... but it was long, long ago in a magical place.

Produced using totally analogue synthesisers and recorded onto a Teac Tascam 8 track through an Allen & Heath System 16-8 desk. Instrumentation used: Roland - RS-202, TR-808 and MC-8 Microcomposer sequencer

Lyrics

Time, unimportant
Subject, Samuel Brown
Place, South West Institute of Mental Health

The subject, Samuel Brown suffered a loss of mental and physical capability after an accident at Magnetic Research Centre 2201

The face he now wears has a cold vacant stare of undue concern
You'll always see him staring; staring at the walls, and at the lights
A brain probe will be required

[Required?]

Survival probability will be low

[A door, yes, it's closed. Through sunlight I reach for darkness]

Begin the operation

[I remember, remember my wife (Samuel!), my life. Before, before 2201]

Brain probe now engaged

[I'm fishing; Released, I catch a clock. The time.My hand filled with ever escaping sand; knuckles white, yet I cannot keep a grip. Who, and where am I. Footsteps. Jenny's footsteps. I must retrieve her ring. No, it's somewhere in 2201]

Samuel! Samuel Brown. Can you hear us?

[What's the use? I want joy, not life, and problems, and 2201. A door, it's open, it's light. So much. I can't. A face? Jenny? No. Help. Help me! Help me!]

Follow me!