In the beginning there were answers Then they came along and changed All these questions and their answers seemed to change
So I’ll wait 'til I find the remote part of your heart And nowhere else will let us choose a comfortable start
We stop at every passing place To watch the world move faster than we do. Watch it pass with our eyes closed, the way we usually choose to
So I’ll wait 'til I find the remote part of your heart And nowhere else will let us choose a comfortable start. And even if the breath between us smells of alcohol Call it confusion in the best way possible
It isn't in the mirror, it isn't on the page It's a red hearted vibration Pushing through the walls of dark imagination Finidng no equation There's a red road rage, but it's not road rage It's asylum seekers engulfed by a grudge
Scottish friction, Scottish fiction
It isn't in the castle, it isn't in the mist It's a calling of the waters as they break to show the new black death with reactos aglow Do you think your security will keep you in purity You will not shake us off Above or below