Elbow - Switching Off |
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Switching Off
Elbow Last of the men in hats hops off the coil And a final scene unfolds inside Deep in the rain of sparks behind his brow Teaching her how to whistle like a boy Is a part replayed from a perfect day Is this making sense? Love's first blush What am I trying to say? This room and a radio play This I need to save Early evening June I choose my final thoughts today Switching off with you All the clocks give in And the insects like a neon choir And the traffic fades Connection made And the curtains sigh The instant fizz In time With you You, the only sense the world has ever made This room and radio play Early evening June I choose my final scene today This I need to save Switching off Ran to ground for a while there But I came off pretty well This I need to save You, the only sense the world has ever made A simple trinket locked away I choose my final scene today Switching off with you |
