Hide and Seek
Imogen Heap
Will be ? What the hell is going on?
The dust has only just began to fall
Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling
Spin me around again and rub my eyes
This can't be happening
When busy streets a mess with people would stop to hold their heads heavy
Oily marks appear on walls
Where pleasure moments was hung before
The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this
Still alive
Hide and seek
Trains and sewing machines?
All those years they were here first
Oily marks appear on walls
Where pleasure moments was hung before
The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this
Still alive
Hide and seek
Hide and seek
Trains and sewing machines?
All those years they were here first