Lampside by Jemima Coulter Lyrics

Lampside: it's the worst time, please don't phone-call. blue is where i walk along, thinking about the people i don't see anymore, when they say 'she doesn't mind, she's got all she wants' they say she..
Run and hide, comes up at lampside. in motion are the parallels and the shift
Come quiet. say you're just as you were. caught in the middle and keeping up, i move with the keeper's 'past is past', i stir with the future now and it pains me that i can't.. and it moves me that i can't move..
Run and hide, comes up at lampside. in motion are the parallels and the shift
The love you're given
Can i want you? can i... can i?
...called me up again last night...