That's why I try to keep at bay~

I knew that I'd get like this again
That's why I try to keep at bay
Be a hundred percent when I'm with you
And then a perfect hearts length away

The stickler is you've played not one beat wrong
You never promised me anything
Even sat me down, warned me just how they fall
I knew the odds were I'd never win, yet here I am

It's a half life with you as my quarter back
A daft life

My self-worth measured in text back tempo
It's been two days and eight minutes too slow
Well, there may well be others but I still like to pretend
That I'm the one you really want to grow old with

I've got a schedule to stick to, got a world to keep sweet
You're so much to everyone all the time
Will it ever slow down? Will I ever come first?
The universe contracts to sigh

It's a half life with you as my quarter back
A daft life
It's a half life with you as my quarter back
A daft life

Hold me darling
Hold me darling, please

You know you'll never be lonely, no you'll always be loved
And maybe you'll never need more than that
But for the surplus that loves, what's to become of us?
Does it even register on your conscience?

Long for one last showdown from a box in a crowd
Air compressed tight to explode
I'm clenching my ticket to the only way out
As you disappear in a puff of smoke

It's a half life with you as my quarter back
A daft life


Half Life - Imogen Heap

For all we could and should be being.Time heals everything...

Where do we go from here?
How do we carry on?
I can't get beyond the questions.
Clambering for the scraps
In the shatter of us collapsed.
It cuts me with every could-have-been.

Pain on pain on play, repeating
With the backup makeshift life in waiting.

Everybody says that time heals everything.
But what of the wretched hollow?
The endless in-between?
Are we just going to wait it out?

There's nothing to see here now,
Turning the sign around;
We're closed to the Earth 'til further notice.
Stumbling cliché case
Crumpled and puffy-faced
Dead in the stare of a thousand miles.

All I want: only one street-level miracle.
I'll be a-an out-and-out, born again from none more cynical.

Everybody says that time heals everything, all in the end.
But what of the wretched hollow?
The endless in-between?
Are we just going to wait it out?

And sit here cold?
We'll be long gone by then.
And lackluster in dust we lay
'round old magazines.
Fluorescent lighting sets the scene
For all we could and should be being
In the one life that we've got.

...In the one life that we've got

Everybody says that time heals everything.
But what of the wretched hollow?
The endless in-between?

Are we just going to wait it out?
Sit here. Just going to wait it out?
Sit here cold. Just going to sweat it out?
Wait it out...

Wait it out - Imogen heap

To catch, to catch,to catch-catch, catch...

I've got to get on it...
I've got to get on it...
I've got to get on it...

Bodies disengaged, our mouths are fleshing over.
It's just an echo game, irises retreating to ovals of white.
The urge to feel your face, and blood rushing to paint my handprint.
A Frisbee one by one; your vinyl on lamanent,
just prefer some kind of contact.

First train home, I've got to get on it.
First train home, I've got to get on it.
First train home, I've got to get on it.
To Catch, to catch, to catch-catch, catch.
First train home, I've got to get on it.
First train home, I've got to get on it.
First train home, I've got to get on it.
First Train home...

Temporal deadzone where clocks are barely breathing.
Yet no one cares to notice for all the yelling,
All night clamor to hold it together.
I want to play-don't wait-forms in the hideaway
I want to get on with getting on with things
I want to run in fields, paint the kitchen, and love someone
And I can't do any of that here, can I?

First train home, I've got to get on it.
First train home, I've got to get on it.
First train home, I've got to get on it.
First Train home.

So what? You've had one too many.
So what? I'm not that much fun to be with.
So what? You've come silly hatter.
So what? I didn't want to come here, anyway.

What matters to you, doesn't matter, matter to me.
What matters to me, doesn't matter, matter to you.
What matters to you, doesn't matter, matter to them.
What matters to them, doesn't change anything.

Got to get on it.
First train home.
Got to get on it.
First train home.

First train home I've got to get on it
{I've got to get on it}
To catch, to catch,to catch-catch, catch.
{First train home}
First train home I've got to get on it
First train home.
{First train home}
To go, To go, To go, Get, Get, Get, Get, Out, Out, Out, Out,
Now, Now, Now, Now.


First train home - Imogen heap

but I'll try to say I'm happy for you.my heart ...

Is that seat taken,
Congratulations,
Would you like to take a walk with me?

My mind it kind of goes fast
I try to slow it down for you
I think I'd love to take a drive
I want to give you something
I've been wanting to give to you for years
My heart

My heart, my pain won't cover up
You left me...
My heart can't take this cover up
You left me...

I came to see the light in my best friend
You seemed as happy as you'd ever been
My chance of being open was broken
And now you're Mrs. him.

My words they don't come out right
But I'll try to say I'm happy for you
I think I'm going to take that drive
I want to give you something
I've been wanting to give to you for years
My heart

My heart, my pain won't cover up
You left me...
My heart can't take this cover up
You left me...

And I can't change this
I can't never take it back
But now I can't change your mind
(You left me)
And I can't take this
I can't never take this back
But now I can't change your mind
Can't change your mind
(You left me)
Can't change you mind
(You left me) ...

Go away
Make it go away
Please.


Congratulations - Blue October Ft. Imogen Heap

So that makes it all your fault. la la la la la la la la...

Inside out, upside-down twisting beside myself,
Stop that now, cos you and I were never meant to be
I think you better leave; it's not safe in here,
I feel a weakness coming on.

Alright then (Alright then) I could keep your number for a rainy day,
That's where this ends, no mistakes no misbehaving,
Oh, I was doing so well, can we just be friends,
I feel a weakness coming on.

It's not meant to be like this, not what I planned at all,
I don't want to feel like this, yeah,
No it's not meant to be like this, not what I planned at all,
I don't want to feel like this, so that makes it all your fault.

Inside out, upside-down twisting beside myself,
Stop that now; you're as close as it gets without touching me,
Oh no, don't make it harder than it already is,
Mmm, I feel a weakness coming on.

It's not meant to be like this, not what I planned at all,
I don't want to feel like this, Yeah,
No it's not meant to be like this, not what I planned at all,
I don't want to feel like this, so that makes it all your fault.

Big trouble losing control,
Primary resistance at a critical low,
On the double gotta get a hold,
Point of no return one second to go,

No response on any level, red alert this vessels under siege,
Total overload, systems down, they've got control,
There's no way out, we are surrounded,
Give in, give in and relish every minute of it
Freeze, awake here forever, I feel a weakness coming on.

It's not meant to be like this, not what I planned at all,
I don't want to feel like this, Yeah,
No it's not meant to be like this, it's just what I don't need,
Why make me feel like this, it's definitely all your fault.

...la la la la la la la la...


The walk - Imogen Heap

Mmm, what you say? Mm, that you only meant well? Well, of course you did.

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 a mess 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, what you say?
Mm, that you only meant well? Well, of course you did.
Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that it's all for the best? Ah of course it is.
Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that it's just what we need? And you decided this.
Mmm what you say?
What did she 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.
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.

You don't care a bit.
You don't care a bit.
You don't care a bit.
You don't care a bit.
You don't care a bit.

Hide and Seek - Imogen heap