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 takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this still life

Hide and seek

Trains and sewing machines

Blood and tears

They were here first

Mm, whatcha say? Oh, that you only meant well?

Well, of course, you did

Mm, whatcha say? Mm, that it's all for the best?

Of course, it is

Mm, whatcha say? Oh, that it's just what we need

And you decided this?

Whatcha say? Oh, what did she say?

Ransom notes keep fallin' 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