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 (Oh, you won't catch me around here)
Blood and tears (Hearts)
They were here first

Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that you only meant well?
Well, of course you did.
Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that it's all for the best?
Ah, off course it is.
Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that it’s just what we need?
And you decided this?
Mmm what you say?
Hmm,
What Did She Say?