Saturday, June 14, 2008

Hide and Seek, Imogen Heap







ggglim's version (created for Digital Video Class)


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
amass 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
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
course it is
mmm what you say
mm it's just what we need
and you decided this
mmm what you say
what did she say?

ransom notes keep falling 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


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