Dream of the New Mary

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Lyrics

She does not know the life she made
She did not see it when it moved
She lies there spent and disarrayed
And the New Mary falls asleep
And dreams the world has been remade
She dreams that all around us
Heaven’s last great gift to mankind

It has a soul that you can see
It brings us peace when things are wrong
It gives us suffrage, grace and rights
It grinds its gears and war is gone
It shows us there’s a world beyond
The air is filled with voices
We can prove it with heaven’s last great gift to mankind

We walk along
We never know they’re trying to tell us something
Though we think that we are all alone
They’re trying to tell us something now

But the New Mary cannot stay
She feels her body start to wake
And the voices filled with love
Fade away and get replaced
She tries to hold on to the dream
But she hears shouting, breaking
A soul escaping
As we smash heaven’s last great gift to mankind

We’ll never know
We’ll never see
They’re trying to tell us something
Every second, every minutes, every hour, every day
They’re trying to tell us something
Though we think that we are all alone
They’re trying to tell us something
Bring us to a world we’ve never known
They’re trying to tell us something

Heaven’s last great gift to mankind
Circuitry of God to help us all connect the spirit world
Goodbye to all the lives we lost, the votes
We want the world to hear us
Now we’ll never know, we’ll never know
They’re trying to tell us something now

Story

In 1853, a Universalist minister called John Murray Spear took his congregation to High Rock in Lynn, Massachusetts. For nine months they worked building a large device called the New Motive Power, a mechanical Messiah that would elevate the human race. Spear claimed to be in contact with the Band of Electricizers, a group of spirits that included Ben Franklin.

Spear spent thousands of dollars making the New Motive Power out of copper, zinc and magnets on top of a dining room table. Finally, Spear and the New Mary, a female follower, conducted a birth ritual to bring machine to life.

The machine was eventually smashed to bits by outraged locals.

Musicians

Doug Stone—vocals and guitar
Robin Aigner—backing vocals
David Wechsler—piano and backing vocals
Ross Bonadonna—guitars
Gerald Menke—pedal steel guitar
J.D. Foster—bass
Bill Gerstel—drums

Music and lyrics

Doug Stone and David Wechsler