Detective Song - The Blue Aeroplanes

Hazard lights and triangles

Those are someone’s feelings

Strewn all over the world

Another person waves your hand

It’s a Cat-show in winter

That exhibition’s behind us

A new shape, intending to be the last

In the heart of it, In the heart of it

You try to see around it

Well, look at you

What’s going wrong?

What’s going wrong?

Well if you want to be a kite

Get wound into your hand and let go

Easily anchored to the earth

Want me around, want me around

World Nil, space one

It doesn’t exist

But you live there anyway

You won, you won

It’s like being in a book

Have a look at it, immaculate

When you find a clue

Drop me to earth and leave me articulate on

Detective Song, detective song

You’re bad for a part

Sub machine-ex and kingfisher-blue

Westron wynde and total minus three

Look at the love you gave to me

Look at it, look at it

Look at the love you gave to me

Look at it, look at it

Run, jump, sing, shout

Fighting cock in a sandy pit

What’s going on?

What’s going on?

What’s going on?

Detective song

What’s going on?

What’s going on?

Detective song

What’s going on?

What’s going on?

What’s going on?