Hide and Seek
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 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 take over,
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
ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
midsweet 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
hide and seek
By Imogen Heap
blabbered by Aditi @ 8:31 PM
4 Comments:
where'd you come across it? It's beautiful!
Yours forever sthupitly.
It's a song. Hide and Seek by Imogen Heap. You should listen to it, it's really beautiful....
superb.. :)
can you tell me the website for this song?
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