Friday 7 November 2008

search for the spaces (words to Ponderosa by Tricky)


The place where... ...Where I stand

The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino
Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping wino
The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino
Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping wino


The mighty crowd
Search for their spaces
And turn around time's gone
Take ten paces
Can't make head or tail of it
I drink till I'm drunk
And I smoke till I'm senseless.
You see in black and white
Feel in slow motion
I drown myself in sorrow
Until I wake up tomorrow
The illusion of confusion
It's not from where I am sat
Recircle recycle resemble me
Different levels of the devil's company

They lead us outside
take us out quietly
To the cage through the barrrs
You see scars
Results of my rage

You see in black and white, feel in slow motion,
I drown myself in sorrow, until I wake up tomorrow

The illusion of confusion is not from where I am sat
(it's not from where I'm...circle)

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