Hide & Seek (arr. Christopher Gabbitas)

Where are we?

What the hell is going on?

The dust has only just begun to fall

Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling

Spin me 'round again and rub my eyes

This can't be happening

When busy streets amass with people

Would stop to hold their heads heavy

Hide and seek

Trains and sewing machines

All those years

They were here first

Oily marks appear on walls

Where pleasure moments hung before

The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity

Of this still life

Hide and seek

Trains and sewing machines

Oh, you won't catch me around here

Blood and tears

They were here first

Mmm, whatcha say?

Mmm, that you only meant well?

Well, of course you did

Mmm, whatcha say?

Mmm, that it's all for the best?

Of course it is

Mmm, whatcha say?

Mmm, that it's just what we need

And you decided this?

Mmm, whatcha say?

Mmm, what did you say?

Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth

Mid-sweet talk newspaper word cut-outs

Speak no feeling, no, I don't believe you

You don't care a bit, you don't care a bit

Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth

Hide and seek

Mid-sweet talk newspaper word cut-outs

Speak, no feeling, no, I don't believe you

Hide and seek

You don't care a bit, you don't care a, you don't care a bit

Hide and seek

You don't care a bit, you don't care a bit

Hide and seek

You don't care a bit, you don't care a bit, you don't care a bit