hide & seek
A song that I didn't like at first, then grew on me because Ben sang it so well on Aussie Idol. As I listened to it again and again, I realised that this is such an honest song filled with so much raw emotion - I feel it cuz it's so real and I can feel the hurt & pain as Imogen Heap sings it.Now I can't get it outta my brain. Help!!"Hide & seek" (Imogen Heap)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 wallsWhere pleasure moments hung before.The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this still life.Hide and seek.Trains and sewing machines. (Oh, you won't catch me around here)Blood and tears,They were here first.Mmm, what you say?Mm, that you only meant well? Well, of course you did.Mmm, what you say?Mm, that it's all for the best? Of course it is.Mmm, what you say?Mm, that it’s just what we need? And you decided this.Mmm what you say?Mmm what did she say?Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs.Speak no feeling, no I dont 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 cut-outs.Speak no feeling, no I don't believe you. You don't care a bit. You don't care a bit.
You don't care a bit. You don't care a bit.You don't care a bit.You don't care a bit.You don't care a bit.
Yinny was Joshing around @ 8:20 PM