In Remote Part Scottish Fiction

In Remote Part)

In the beginning, there were answers

Then they came along and changed

All these questions and their answers seem to change



So I'll wait 'til I find the remote part of your heart

When nowhere else will let us choose a comfortable start



We stop in every passing place

To watch the world move faster than we do

Watch it pass with our eyes closed

The way we usually choose to



So I'll wait 'till I find the remote part of your heart

When nowhere else will let us choose a comfortable start

And even if the breath between us smells of alcohol

We call it confusion in the best way possible



Scottish Fiction)

It isn't in the mirror, it isn't on the page

It's a red hearted vibration

Pushing through the walls of dark imagination

Finding no equation

There's a red road rage,

But it's not road rage

It's asylum seekers engulfed by a grudge



Scottish friction, Scottish fiction



It isn't in the castle, it isn't in the mist

It's a calling of the waters as they break to show

The new black death with reactors aglow

Do you think your security can keep you in purity?

You will not shake us off

Above or below



Scottish friction, Scottish fiction