Feeling Oblivion - Turin Brakes

Cubscouts arescreaming,

Needing icescreaming &all the pleasures of June

I m in a parked car.

Flowers seem friendly &people in hall ways feel walls.

Now it is night time maybe we re cruising avoiding the anti-cruise.

Oh I don t really know where we are.

If things get real promise to take me somewhere else,

By the time fear takes me over will we still be rolling &feeling oblivion.

Once in a while the lie in the laughter can burn through a holein my ears,

Like a man with glasses catching a sunbeam and burning the skinof a kid.

Hypereal fragments disturbing the stagnants of almighty fear.

Well I ll just go under the water.

If things get real promise to take me somewhere else,

By the time fear takes me over will we still be rolling &feeling oblivion.

So don t leave me here on my own.

So don t leave me here on my own.

If things get real promise to take me somewhere else,

By the time fear takes me over will we still be rolling &feeling oblivion