Versuri Imogen Heap - First Train Home

Album: Imogen Heap - Ellipse (2009)

Got to get on it
Got to get on it
Got to get on it

Bodies disengaged, our mouths are fleshing over
As hiss and echo gain, irises retreating to ovals of white
The urge to feel your face in blood, rushing to paint my hand print
And Frisbee one by one, you're vinyl on laminate
Desperate for some kind of contact

First train home, I've got to get on it
First train home, I've got to get on it
First train home, I've got to get on it
Got to catch, to catch, catch, catch, catch

First train home, I've got to get on it
First train home, I've got to get on it
First train home, I've got to get on it
First train home

Temporal dead zone where clocks are barely breathing
Yet no one cares to notice for all their yamming on
I calm up to hold it together

I want to Play-Doh waveforms in the hideaway
I want to get on with getting on with things
I want to run in fields, paint the kitchen and love someone
And I can't do any of that here, can I?

First train home, I've got to get on it
First train home, I've got to get on it
First train home, I've got to get on it
First train home

So what? You've had one too many
So what? I'm not that much fun to be with
So what? You've got a silly hat on
So what? I didn't want to come here anyway

What matters to you doesn't matter, matter to me
What matters to me doesn't matter, matter to you
What matters to you doesn't matter, matter to them
What matters to them doesn't change anything

Got to get on it, first train home
Got to get on it, first train home

First train home, I've got to get on it
Got to catch, to catch, catch, catch, catch
First train home, I've got to get on it
First train home

Got to, got to, got to, got to, get, get, get, get
Out, out, out, out, now, now, now, now
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