Imogen Heap - Propeller Seeds (album Sparks) | Текст песни

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Propeller seeds
Corridor scene
Talk on, walk out
It took me a minute, my mind was on other things
Oh, but you got me at “Paris”
I must be coming down with something to be thinking this!

What’s happening here?
I’m growing roots through my toes
And leaves from my fingertips
Unfurl
Where does this story go?

Queue, food, drink up, Continue…
We float in tandem
past name tags and shaking hands
Immune to the hubbub of others
We’re deep in discussion, the party’s on mute
Ooh… our bubble’s got it covered
Woo! You want me, well you’ve got me
It doesn’t have to be today
I can’t believe I said that out loud!

What’s happening here?
I’m growing roots through my toes
And there are leaves from my fingertips
Unfurling!
What does this story know?

Wedding rings and children
Are all the good ones taken?
Rickshaw, disco, goodnight kiss, oh!

COLD SHOWER!

Calm me for sweeeeeeeet… dreams of him

Where does this story go? (Whoa whoa)
What does this story know? (Whoa whoa)
What does this story hold… for us?