hide and seek

"where are we?
what the hell is going on?
the dust has only just begun to form
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..."



what started as just a song for laughs with some friends.
and now i truly appreciate it's worth.
such a lovely song...
to me :)