Peace & Quiet - White Lies

After the red ants, the black-out, come peace and quiet

Those little footprints fleshed out calm in my mind

I lay like a compass, digits accusing the sunrise

Raindrops abseil the window and flinch through the hurt cries

I feel this great pressure coming down on me

And the tide of my bliss pulling at your sympathy

I feel this great pressure coming down on me (when my nerve’s on the high wire)

My bliss pulling at your sympathy

After the hunt and the sweat, now come peace and quiet

Your head on my heart anchored the storm in my eyes

I lay like a carcass, your lips never letting the blood dry

And so I pray for tomorrow and wait, listening out for a reply

I feel this great pressure coming down on me

And the tide of my bliss pulling at your sympathy

I feel this great pressure coming down on me (when my nerve’s on the high wire)

My bliss pulling at your sympathy

I feel this great pressure coming down on me

And the tide of my bliss pulling at your sympathy

I feel this great pressure coming down on me (when my nerve’s on the high wire)

My bliss pulling at your sympathy