Monday, February 20, 2006

Hide and Seek

Where are we?
what the hell is going on?
the dust has only
just begun to form
Crop circles in the carpet
Sinking feeling

Spin me round again
and rub my eyes
this can't be happening
when busy streets a mess with people
would stop to hold their heads heavy

Hide and seek
Trains and sewing machines
All those years
They were here first

oily marks appear on walls
where pleasure moments hung before
the takeover
the sweeping insensitivity
of this
still life

Hide and seek
trains and sewing machines (you won't catch me around here)
Blood and tears
They were here first

mm what d'cha say?
mm that you only meant well, well of course you did
mm what d'cha say?
mm this it's all for the best, of course it is
mm what d'cha say?
that it's just what we need, you decided this?
what d'cha say?
what did you say?

Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
Mid sweet talk newspaper word cut outs (echo:paper word cut outs)
Speak no feeling no I don't believe you (echo: I don't believe you)
you don't care a bit
you don't care a bit

Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
Mid sweet talk newspaper word cut outs
Have no feel no I don't believe you
you don't care a bit
you don't care a bit

Hide and Seek

Oh no, You don't care a bit
Oh no, You don't care a bit
Oh no, You don't care a bit
You don't care a bit
You don't care a bit

(Imogen Heap)

2 comments:

fabiana said...

ehi, benBLOGtornato!!!

Edward Phelan said...

Grazie Fabiana! Purtroppo in questo periodo sono sommerso e ho poco tempo per dedicarmi al blog, ma mi dispiaceva abbandonare così i miei affezionati visitatori :) E siccome in questo periodo, mentre lavoro come un forsennato anche la notte, ascolto spesso questa canzone di Imogen Heap, ho pensato di copiare qui il testo :)