Hide and Seek
Hide and Seek - Imogen Heap
where are we? what the hell is going on?
the dust has only just begun to fall
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 thier
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 - oh you won't
catch me around here blood and tears
They were here first
mmm what d'ya say? O that you only meant
well well of course you did mm thats its all
for the best, of course it is mm that its
just what we need and you decided this?
hmm what you say? What did she say?
ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
mid sweet talk newspaper word cut outs
speak no feeling no I don't believe you
you don't care a bit
you don't
care a bit