Track byMarillion
On the rebound, fumbling all the lines The light at the end of the bottle - alcoholic alphabet Through the looking glass the proof in my own reflection Five senses down and reeling on the Cinderella search On the rebound, fumbling all the lines Decay on the vertical hold with a horizontal aim Conversation needs translation Three dimensions down dissolving on the Cinderella search, Cinderella search On the rebound, *writing* all the lines Dreaming bartenders, bourbon and saxophone Out of luck, out of charm, out the game of rejections in a cigarette city Only courting the homing of direction on the Cinderella search, Cinderella search But the Samaritan of the heartbroken, heartbroken Swam through the nicotine seize, and we exchanged the kiss of life Resurrection in a trance, the model, the grail, in a marquee of promises I touched the dream, I hold the dream, I have the dream To end the Cinderella search, Cinderella search, oh no more, no more! Exposing bedside manners on a work extension Awaiting development with paranoid polaroid eyes, polaroid eyes The footman memorised the number But the prince still holds both the slippers And would you leave a palace for a bed sit And Canterbury Tales, Canterbury Tales? Maybe it was infatuation or the thrill of the chase Maybe you were always beyond my reach and my heart was playing safe But was that love in your eye I saw or the reflection of mine? I'll never really know for sure, you never really gave me time Give me time, won't you give me that time! Welcome back to the circus Welcome back to the circus Welcome back to the circus I always use the cue sheets but never the nets Always the cue sheets but never the nets Never the nets, never the nets Nevertheless, nevertheless, nevertheless, nevertheless, nevertheless Welcome back to the circus!