Transport, motorways and tramlinesStarting and then stoppingTaking off and landingSentimental (?)Clinging

Red wine and sleeping pillsHelp me get back to your armsCheap

BirdWhilst on a walking holiday in remote regionsI chance upon

in a momentParticles scatterComing up from the soupSwimming upstreamBefore

let out of the bottleIt is now the witching

El salto en tu motocicletaTe hace sentirQue eres un diosVuelas alto

jumped in the river and what did I see?Black-eyed angels

a little child running 'round this houseAnd he never

birds on the trees all lining up (My

you get yourTeeth so pearly?Dew-drop denturesWhite-washed runs from

it comes the big man, fat manHe's

been away for a long whileThe holidays made a

don't know if I should goAnd leave the pillow

you were here before, couldn't look you in the

you were here beforeCouldn't look you in the eyeYou're

motorways, and tramlinesStarting and then stoppingTaking off and landingThe emptiest

it comes, here it comesI can feel the hills

Morning bellMorning bellLight another candleRelease meRelease me, PleasePleaseYou can keep the furnitureBump

could you stop the noise?I’m trying to get some

yeah, from the one I got on