You - Matmos, Rrose

All this trouble

To get you

Over here

To there

Since we’ve been in conversation

To you over, in and out

And me?

Me, I’m getting outta here!

I should have back in time!

In the end

It was the last quarter of the century

Time jumps like some magic rebound

The city that I flew across

A house, that was my friend’s house

And a house, my friend’s house

And a house, my friend’s house

It’s the image keeping you in