Parallel Horizontal Songtext
von Marine Research
Parallel Horizontal Songtext
Makeup is staining the pillow
I move close, closer still and still the dream
Never shifts
A long gone love, never threatening
Or I would be letting him talk deep
Shedding lips
He′s crazy and hazy, off in a daze it's true
I try not to mind
But inside I′m shouting
"What's it about this time?"
My head in such, such a muddle
Wanting so much to cuddle up like
Artlery
Two spoons cup close, close together
Listening out at the weather
Hot and battery
He's toothy and giddy, acting aloof it′s true
I try not to mind
But inside I′m shouting
"What's it about this time?"
I must here touch his open hand
I wonder if he′ll understand
I wonder if he'll understand
Parallel
He moves away upon his side
Has our affection run so dry?
Has our affection run so dry?
Parallel
Horizontal
Parallel
Makeup is staining the pillow
I move close, closer still and still the dream
Never shifts
A long gone love, never threatening
Or I would be letting him talk deep
Shedding lips
He′s sadly delusive, acting abstruse it's true
I try not to mind
But inside I′m shouting
"What's it about this time?"
But inside I'm shouting
"What′s it about this time?"
Parallel, horizontal
Parallel, horizontal
Parallel, horizontal
Parallel, parallel
I move close, closer still and still the dream
Never shifts
A long gone love, never threatening
Or I would be letting him talk deep
Shedding lips
He′s crazy and hazy, off in a daze it's true
I try not to mind
But inside I′m shouting
"What's it about this time?"
My head in such, such a muddle
Wanting so much to cuddle up like
Artlery
Two spoons cup close, close together
Listening out at the weather
Hot and battery
He's toothy and giddy, acting aloof it′s true
I try not to mind
But inside I′m shouting
"What's it about this time?"
I must here touch his open hand
I wonder if he′ll understand
I wonder if he'll understand
Parallel
He moves away upon his side
Has our affection run so dry?
Has our affection run so dry?
Parallel
Horizontal
Parallel
Makeup is staining the pillow
I move close, closer still and still the dream
Never shifts
A long gone love, never threatening
Or I would be letting him talk deep
Shedding lips
He′s sadly delusive, acting abstruse it's true
I try not to mind
But inside I′m shouting
"What's it about this time?"
But inside I'm shouting
"What′s it about this time?"
Parallel, horizontal
Parallel, horizontal
Parallel, horizontal
Parallel, parallel
Writer(s): Amelia Fletcher Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com