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Marillion - Cinderella search
On the rebound, fumbling all the lines
The light at the end of the bottle - alcoholicalphabet
Through the looking glass the proof in my own reflection
Five sences down and reeling on the Cinderella search
On the rebound, fumbling all the lines
Decay on the vertical hold with a horizontal aim
Conversation needs translation
Three dimensions down dissolving on the Cinderella search
On the rebound, fumbling all the lines
Dreaming bartenders, bourbon and saxophone,
Out of luck, out of charm, out the game of rejections in a cigarett city
Only courting the homing of direction on the Cinderella search, Cinderella search
But the Samaritan of the heartbroken, heartbroken,
Swam thought the nicotine seize, and we exchanged the kiss of life
Resurrection in a trans, the model, the Grail, in a Marquee of promises
I touch the dream, I hold the dream, I have he dream
To end the Cinderella search, Cinderella search, oh,nomore, nomore!
Exposing bedside manners on a work extension
Awaiting developent with paranoid Polaroid eyes, Polaroid eyes
The footman memorisedthe number
But the prince still holds both the slippers
And would you leave the palace for a bedsit
A Caterbury Tales, Canterbury Tales?
Maybe it was infatuation, or the thrill of the chase
Maybe you were always beyond my reach and my heart was plaing safe
But was that love in your eye I saw or the refection of mine?
Give me time! Won't you give me that time!
Welcome back to the circus [x3]
I always use the cue sheets but never the nets
Always the cue sheets but never the nets
Never the nets, never the nets,
Nevertheless, nevertheless, nevertheless, nevertheless, nevertheless,
Welcome back to the circus!
written by Flea
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