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Methyl Ethel

In A Minute, Sublime

 

In A Minute, Sublime

(album: Are You Haunted? - 2022)


When you went away
I got the word
I saw the wallpaper fade
As sheets in which you were placed
Burst into flames

I form a chain
Of coincidences
Without a name
See, in my mind I've pictures of our sacristy
You kneel, you pray

Oh, what a lonely, heart strung feeling to be out of time
In a minute, sublime

Oh, what a lonely, heart strung feeling to be out of time
In a minute, sublime

The wings of your escape
Their shadows steal the light from my days
Between the bars all solitary
Your ghost I keep
On solitary staves

Oh, what a lonely, heart strung feeling to be out of time
In a minute, sublime

Oh, what a lonely, heart strung feeling to be out of time
In a minute, sublime

I took a message to your alibi
And plead my case
On highest stage
Solemn and grave

See, what you want is what you're getting
Don't you realise?
You think it's fine
But it's enough that you're still waiting to be canonised?
Why do you stake your claim in mine?

Oh, what a lonely, heart strung feeling to be out of time
In a minute, sublime

Oh, what a lonely, heart strung feeling to be out of time
In a minute, sublime

I'll still hold onto what's beating, store you in my mind
Like a page in a file

Or like a phone that won't stop ringing, someone's on the line
But not this time

It still calls for deleting from the real hard
Drive of the mind

Oh, what a lonely, heart strung feeling to be out of time
In a minute, sublime

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