Out of Phase

As I walk up the passage, I see you moving down

A whole afternoon in your hands, but I can’t come back ‘round

You take your time to speak to me, and what you say rings true

It was an own goal anyway, when I laid into you

Out of phase in our position and our time

Out of phase in our position and our time

Out of phase in our position and our time

Now the pyramid darkens, you’re in a hedgerow maze

With pretty jewels of many colours, our lighthouse signals raise

Suspended points of mineral dust caught glinting by the sun

On our crazy paving patio you draw the lines, we’re not undone

Just out of phase in our position and our time

Out of phase in our position and our time

Out of phase in our position and our time

Out of phase in our position and our time