Porcupine Tree Mellotron Scratch Lyrics

A tiny flame inside my hand
A compromise I never planned
Unravel out the finer strands

And I'm looking at a blank page now
Should I fill it up with words somehow?

I whispered something in her ear
I bare my soul but she don't hear

The scratching of a mellotron
It always seemed to make her cry
Well maybe she remembers us
Collecting s___e up in the sky

The scratching of a mellotron
(Nothing rises from my feet of clay, but it's OK)
It always seemed to make her cry
(Red mist spreads across my fingertips, ardour slips)

I lay her gently on my clothes
She will leave me, yes, I know

And I'm looking at a blank page now
Should I fill it up with words somehow?

The scratching of a mellotron
It always seemed to make her cry
Well maybe she remembers us
Collecting s___e up in the sky

The scratching of a mellotron
(Nothing rises from my feet of clay, but it's OK)
((Don't look at me with your mother's eyes))
It always seemed to make her cry
(Red mist spreads across my fingertips, ardour slips)
((or your killer smile, sing a lullaby))
Well maybe she remembers us
(Nothing rises from my feet of clay, but it's OK)
((Don't look at me with your mother's eyes))
Collecting s___e up in the sky
(Red mist spreads across my fingertips, ardour slips)
((or your killer smile, sing a lullaby))

(2x:)
Don't look back into black
Don't let the memory of the sound drag you down

(2x:)
Don't look back into black
(To end)
Don't let the memory of the sound drag you down
(as friends, so painful)

(3x:)
Don't look back into black
(To end)
((2x: Don't look down, shut it down))
Don't let the memory of the sound drag you down
(as friends so painful)
((2x: Don't look down, shut it down))