Glass in the park - Alex Turner

If there’s glass in the park, darling, I can’t help but keep

Making appointments to sweep beneath the climbing frame

If the sun’s in your eyes, I’ll tighten your blindfold, baby

Don’t worry, your foot won’t get cut, strut carelessly

And when you say that you need me tonight

I can’t keep my feelings in disguise

The white parts of my eyeballs illuminate

And I’ll wait for you as if I’m waiting for a storm to stop

I’ve heard them talking 'bout how I’m gonna put you off

There’s glass in the park and now that I’m up off my knees

I’ve picked up the speed to jump your palisades

And I shoot through the night and suddenly all those once lost

Concoctions froth and chase the day away

And when you say that you need me tonight

I can’t keep my feelings in disguise

The white part of my eyeballs illuminate

And I’ll wait for you as if I’m waiting for a storm to stop

I’ve heard them talking 'bout how I’m gonna put you off

Tell me, how can I put you off when you’re a matter of urgency

I’ve got a million things that I need to do but they’re all secondary

Make sure you’re not followed and meet me by the death balloon

Paraselene woman, I’m your man in the moon

And like a grain of diamond dust you float

And my devotion’s outer crust cracks