(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,
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,
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 will keep you in purity
You will not shake us off
Above or below
Scottish friction, Scottish fiction

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