作词 : Kate Tempest/Dan Carey

作曲 : Kate Tempest/Dan Carey

Close the curtains, light the incense

Inhale the thick clouds with your eyes closed, your nose burns

On your knees in the corner of a strange woman's room

Her naked feet like tree roots in this undergrowth

Frankincense, Frankenstein, Francophile, Philistine

Frankly, we are killing time

Wake it, bring it back to life

Kneel, bathe in warm water

Your bodies dirt turns the bath-tub as grey as these walls

Notice, bathe at moonrise and sunrise

And when you switch off the telly

Wrap your head in clean towels

Curl up like a found thing

A dead insect collected

Between the pages of an old book written

In a language you can’t read

Now dry the inside of your elbows in painstaking ritual

Three times clockwise, three times anti-clockwise

Don't breathe in until there's no air left in your lungs

Keep moving, don’t move

Keep moving, don't move

Seven point two billion humans

Seven point three billion humans

Seven point four billion humans

The rain falls like troops

Like troops, the rain falls

Open your coat in it, shiver and cough

Your skin's like a dead thing, dying

Your feet like ********, the rain falls like troops

Walk up the hill, post-pub trudge

Laugh to it, live to it

It's coming to pass, my countries coming apart

The whole thing's becoming such a bumbling

Open the front door, your key is an arrow

Now turn three times in the hallway

Peel off your clothes, socks last, socks last

Stand naked and push your twig fingers

Through the wet bracken that storms by your ears

Stand naked and shiver

Now dress in warm things that smell of your body

Lie in a cross on the rug, watched by the dog

Let his mild concern be comforting

As you stare at the bottom of the chair

Drink rum from a curved glass

That you stole from a place that you hated

Eat raw food standing up at the fridge

Stroke the phone screen with your thumb

Like a mother trying to wipe clean the face of her only child

That blemish, that black dot that will not come clean

The first sign of the plague

Absorb the ache of all your friends

And sleep with the light in your brain burning UV all night

Wake tired, eat bread, eat oranges, eat bus stops

Eat traffic jams, eat shoes, eat shop windows

Eat the chair you're sitting on, eat the table

Eat the idea there was ever more than this

Eat the beer, eat the takeaway, eat the boredom, eat the breakup

Eat the phone she's hasn't called

Eat her ringtone six times, six times

And when she answers, eat the silence in your mouth

Eat the pillow, eat the blankets, eat the moon

Eat the screaming drunks, eat the bad dreams, wake up

Eat the alarm, remember to chew

Are you doing this, too?

Seven point four billion humans

Seven point five billion humans

Seven point six billion humans

Open your arms and their legs

And your teeth and their jeans

And your ribs and their eyes

And your skin and their brain

And push two lonelinesses together

And create more loneliness

Or create god and come inside each other

Walk through the city alone in a stupor of love

Create god, touch everything

Nod at strangers like a daffodil with a severed head

Your face is a trumpet, blow the futile brass part

Sit across your lover's lap and scream into their mouth

Where’s love?

Create god, but where’s love?

The last real pub in the south is surrounded by wankers

And they're coming in close with their cards out

So let’s link arms

Be prepared to go down with your ship, your ship's sunk

Be prepared to go down

Stick your hands out of the car on the motorway

Feel the wind pushing its face into your open palms

Keep moving, don't move

Keep moving, don't move

Keep moving