20121121
"where are we?
what the hell is going on?
the dust has only just began to fall
crop circles in the carpet,
sinking feeling
spin me around 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 pleasue moments hung before the takeover,
the sweeping insensitivity of this still life
hide and seek
trains and sewing machines
oh, you won't catch me around here
blood and tears
they were here first
what you say?
oh that you only meant well, well of course you did;
what you say?
that it's all for the best, of course it is!
what you say?
that it's just what we need, you decided this!
what you say;
what did she say?
ransom notes keep falling at 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
you don't care a bit"
imogen heap / hide and seek
solstice a cappella performing their arrangement for the piece.
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