Where are we?
What the hell is going on?
The dust has only just begun to fall,
Crop circles in the carpet,
sinking, feeling.
Spin me ’round again
and rub my eyes.
This can’t be happening.
When busy streets
A mess with people.
Would stop to hold their heads heavy.
Hide and seek.
Trains and sewing machines.
All those years.
They were here first.
Oily marks appear on walls.
Where pleasure moments hung before
The takeover.
The sweeping insensitivity of this
Still life.
Hide and seek.
Trains and sewing machines.
Blood and tears.
They were here first.
Mm what d’ya say?
That you only meant well,
Well of course you did.
Mm this it’s all for the best,
Of course it is.
Hmm that it’s just what we need,
You decided this?
Hmm what did you say?
Hmm what did she say?
Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cutouts.
Speak no feeling, no, I don’t believe you.
You don’t care a bit, you don’t care a bit.
Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cutouts.
Speak no feeling, no, I don’t believe you.
You don’t care a bit, you don’t care a bit.
Oh, no, you don’t care a bit,
Oh, no, you don’t care a bit,
Uh-uh, you don’t care a bit,
You don’t care a bit
You don’t care a bit
You don’t care a bit
Imogen Heap “Hide and Seek” @ #Ninjavan Vancouver TED
https://youtu.be/Th0qY3d6oHA
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Where are we?
What the hell is going on?
The dust has only just begun to fall,
Crop circles in the carpet,
sinking, feeling.
Spin me ’round again
and rub my eyes.
This can’t be happening.
When busy streets
A mess with people.
Would stop to hold their heads heavy.
Hide and seek.
Trains and sewing machines.
All those years.
They were here first.
Oily marks appear on walls.
Where pleasure moments hung before
The takeover.
The sweeping insensitivity of this
Still life.
Hide and seek.
Trains and sewing machines.
Blood and tears.
They were here first.
Mm what d’ya say?
That you only meant well,
Well of course you did.
Mm this it’s all for the best,
Of course it is.
Hmm that it’s just what we need,
You decided this?
Hmm what did you say?
Hmm what did she say?
Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cutouts.
Speak no feeling, no, I don’t believe you.
You don’t care a bit, you don’t care a bit.
Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cutouts.
Speak no feeling, no, I don’t believe you.
You don’t care a bit, you don’t care a bit.
Oh, no, you don’t care a bit,
Oh, no, you don’t care a bit,
Uh-uh, you don’t care a bit,
You don’t care a bit
You don’t care a bit
You don’t care a bit