How sweet the present tense is
Until your presence is requested
Then away you run
Who's tying up your tongue
Stillness is a superpower
At 1000 miles per hour
But your static kind of love
Has never been enough
Hiding your warmth
Like the winter sun
Domino days
Falling one by one
The pattern is laid, it cascades and suddenly it's done
Reframe and misremember
O, to be preserved in amber
Tightly holding on
While we're screaming round the sun
You and I and the bastards drinking
Champagne while the ship is sinking
Do we get what we deserve
It's a bright, guilty world