I find myself a child again, asleep in baby lotion. The air was thick, with
Scalextric.
And the cars were in slow motion.
Going up like an air bubble caught in a vein.
Going down like a thermos flask thrown from a train. You go ahead, and I'll
Follow my phobia down.
I cried myself to sleep because, they wouldn't leave the light on. I clawed
The rails, with broken nails. Now there's nothing left to bite on.
Going up like an air bubble caught in a vein.
Going down like a thermos flask thrown from a train. You go ahead, and I'll
Follow my phobia down.
Going up like the corners of Dali's moustache.
Going down like the United in the Munich air crash. You go ahead and I'll
Follow my phobia down.
Splendour in the grass. Freeze Frame. A splintering of glass. Steam train.
Stop you're going too fast. Please Freeze Frame. Frame, Freeze Frame,
Freeze Frame
Please Freeze...
I asked my mum about the stains in the kitchen. She said, "Bang you're
Dead" and truth is stranger than fiction. Truth is stranger than fiction.
I find myself designing rooms that never let the light in. With no way in
And no way out. And a space to fly my kite in.
Going up like an air bubble caught in a
Vein.
Going down like a thermos flask thrown from a train. You go ahead, and I'll
Follow my phobia down.
Going up like a body rejecting a heart. Going down like Neanderthal Man in
The chart. You go ahead and I'll follow my phobia down.
