Song | Wraithlike |
Artist | Maxïmo Park |
Album | Quicken The Heart |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Here’s a song that finally you can understand | |
A minor statement meant to counteract the bland | |
A list of wraithlike things | |
That quicken the heart | |
Just another song; a faded memory | |
A raison d’etre for the entire family | |
I don’t remember it well | |
I was in love for a spell | |
Copies of Sight and Sound she left lying around on the floor | |
They said I’d forget her voice | |
That’s untrue | |
It’s just not as sharp as before | |
Find some transparent words to give security | |
Another vacant smile that says ‘rely on me’ | |
No wait – commitment’s a bore | |
Where have I heard it before? | |
I could have sworn that everything was crystal clear | |
But I was shackled by a language of ideas | |
A desert has its own rules | |
Outside the circle it’s cruel | |
Copies of Sight and Sound she left lying around on the floor | |
They said I’d forget her voice | |
That’s untrue | |
It’s just not as sharp as before | |
The final verse is often meant to tie things up | |
But in this case my morals have been most corrupt | |
I don’t remember it well | |
I was in love for a spell | |
Copies of Sight and Sound she left lying around on the floor | |
They said I’d forget her face | |
That’s a lie – it’s just not as real as before |
Here' s a song that finally you can understand | |
A minor statement meant to counteract the bland | |
A list of wraithlike things | |
That quicken the heart | |
Just another song a faded memory | |
A raison d' etre for the entire family | |
I don' t remember it well | |
I was in love for a spell | |
Copies of Sight and Sound she left lying around on the floor | |
They said I' d forget her voice | |
That' s untrue | |
It' s just not as sharp as before | |
Find some transparent words to give security | |
Another vacant smile that says ' rely on me' | |
No wait commitment' s a bore | |
Where have I heard it before? | |
I could have sworn that everything was crystal clear | |
But I was shackled by a language of ideas | |
A desert has its own rules | |
Outside the circle it' s cruel | |
Copies of Sight and Sound she left lying around on the floor | |
They said I' d forget her voice | |
That' s untrue | |
It' s just not as sharp as before | |
The final verse is often meant to tie things up | |
But in this case my morals have been most corrupt | |
I don' t remember it well | |
I was in love for a spell | |
Copies of Sight and Sound she left lying around on the floor | |
They said I' d forget her face | |
That' s a lie it' s just not as real as before |
Here' s a song that finally you can understand | |
A minor statement meant to counteract the bland | |
A list of wraithlike things | |
That quicken the heart | |
Just another song a faded memory | |
A raison d' etre for the entire family | |
I don' t remember it well | |
I was in love for a spell | |
Copies of Sight and Sound she left lying around on the floor | |
They said I' d forget her voice | |
That' s untrue | |
It' s just not as sharp as before | |
Find some transparent words to give security | |
Another vacant smile that says ' rely on me' | |
No wait commitment' s a bore | |
Where have I heard it before? | |
I could have sworn that everything was crystal clear | |
But I was shackled by a language of ideas | |
A desert has its own rules | |
Outside the circle it' s cruel | |
Copies of Sight and Sound she left lying around on the floor | |
They said I' d forget her voice | |
That' s untrue | |
It' s just not as sharp as before | |
The final verse is often meant to tie things up | |
But in this case my morals have been most corrupt | |
I don' t remember it well | |
I was in love for a spell | |
Copies of Sight and Sound she left lying around on the floor | |
They said I' d forget her face | |
That' s a lie it' s just not as real as before |