Metamatic

He's an angle She's a tangent There's some flowers on the bathroom floor He's a click track Now she makes a flashback He's a liquid He's a laugh She's a graph He wears a sticky white shirt and tie In those viscose clothes His watch hand glows He's a

Seems like you were lit inside I feel like fog beside the shine Figure fades away Someone takes my place Meshing with the pictures on the pages Chorus: There's no-one driving There's no-one driving There's no-one driving There's no-one The family's b

On the plaza We're dancing slowly lit like photographs Across the plaza Toward the shadow of the cenotaph Chorus: Down escalators, come to the sea view Behind the smoked glass no-one sees you A familiar figure comes to meet you I remember your face f

Standing in the dark Watching you glow Lifting a receiver Nobody I know Chorus: Underpass Underpass Well I used to remember Now it's all gone World War something We were somebody's sons (Chorus) Over all the bridges Echoes in rows Talking at the same