A Lyric In My Head I Haven't Thought Of Yet

(album: Figure - 2020)

Let's see a show of hands for every human-being
Repeating identical evenings again and again and again
Life's one long game of whisper down the lane
Where the faces change, but results remain the same

So here we are. No cause for alarm
Watching replays of a decades worth of days
And you're a lyric in my head I haven't thought of yet
But I can still describe the turn of phrase

I don't want what this evening will become
If we have enough time
So do we have enough time?
I don't need these evenings to repeat
If we've had enough time
So have we had enough time?

Like corresponding lines in the cement
It's a journey from the doorway to the bed
As we unravel to the floor
Perfection from the start
But perfection is a dying art
Just steady repetition I can't ignore

So here we are. No cause for alarm
Watching you replay on a decades worth of days
And you're a lyric in my head I haven't thought of yet
But I can still describe your turn of phrase

All along Armitage Avenue, I kept the pace with you
All along Armitage Avenue

I don't want what this evening will become
If we have enough time
So do we have enough time?
I don't need these evenings to repeat
If we've had enough time
So have we had enough time?

I don't want what this evening will become
If we have enough time
So do we have enough time?
I don't need these evenings to repeat
If we've had enough time
So have we had enough time?

I don't want what this evening will become
If we have enough time
So do we have enough time?
(You're a lyric in my head I haven't thought of yet)
I don't need these evenings to repeat
If we've had enough time
So have we had enough time?
(You're a lyric in my head I haven't thought of yet)
(All along Armitage Avenue)
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