CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : A Lyric In My Head I Haven’t Thought Of Yet
Let's see a show of hands for every human-being
Repeating identical evenings again and again and again
Life's one long game of whisper down the lane
Where the faces change, but results remain the same
So here we are, no cause for alarm
Watching replays of a decades worth of days
And you're a lyric in my head I haven't thought of yet
But I can still describe the turn of phrase
I don't want what this evening will become if we have enough time
So do we have enough time?
I don't need these evenings to repeat if we've had enough time
So have we had enough time?
Like corresponding lines in the cement
It's a journey from the doorway to the bed as we unravel to the floor
Perfection from the start, but perfection is a dying art
Just steady repetition I can't ignore
So here we are, no cause for alarm
Watching you replay on a decades worth of days
And you're a lyric in my head I haven't thought of yet
But I can still describe your turn of phrase
Repeating identical evenings again and again and again
Life's one long game of whisper down the lane
Where the faces change, but results remain the same
So here we are, no cause for alarm
Watching replays of a decades worth of days
And you're a lyric in my head I haven't thought of yet
But I can still describe the turn of phrase
I don't want what this evening will become if we have enough time
So do we have enough time?
I don't need these evenings to repeat if we've had enough time
So have we had enough time?
Like corresponding lines in the cement
It's a journey from the doorway to the bed as we unravel to the floor
Perfection from the start, but perfection is a dying art
Just steady repetition I can't ignore
So here we are, no cause for alarm
Watching you replay on a decades worth of days
And you're a lyric in my head I haven't thought of yet
But I can still describe your turn of phrase
