Maximo Park - Questing, Not Coasting Lyrics
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Questing, Not Coasting
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What Are The Lyrics For Questing, Not Coasting By Maximo Park?
Questing
I am not coasting Nor will I ever Despite this weather I said Hey you,what's new? I know your face Hey you,what's new? Let's go someplace My thoughts that flit,my loosening grip I need to connect to you now On our knees against the windowsill Watching the sheet lightning fly Our hands caught spray from the open window A blanket of light,a whitewashed sky You move your frame Into the shape The window makes A lunar flame Static headlights glow In the flooded streets below The TV turns to snow Gutters weep with overflow I said Hey you,what's new? I know your face And I need to connect to you now On our knees against the windowsill Watching the sheet lightning fly Our hands caught spray from the open window A blanket of light,a whitewashed sky Thanks for coming by It's such a dreadful night A net curtain flashes Outside the rain it lashes Frozen stardust falls Wide eyes can see it all On our knees against the windowsill Watching the sheet lightning fly Our hands caught spray from the open window And we were on our knees against the windowsill Watching the sheet lightning fly Our hands caught spray from the open window Thanks for coming by |
Who Wrote Questing, Not Coasting By Maximo Park?
Archis Tiku, Duncan Robert Lloyd, Lukas James Wooller, Paul Anthony Smith, Thomas Alexander English
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