Threetwentyone

Walking in a straight line
Walking in a straight line
No hard rights for you
My lover
Heard me come in though I didn’t
Make a sound
Turning over but the wrong way around
Like stains on the weather
Planes stuck together
Like a secret that we don’t keep
Pick a number any number
Tell me something I don’t know
Pick a number any number
Any number
Bending over resting for a little while
There’s a hairline crack in every smile
Go and take cover
Hide with your mother
From the secret that we don’t keep
The secret that we don’t keep
Pick a number any number
Tell me something I don’t know
Pick a number any number
Any number
Walking in a straight line
Walking in a straight line
No hard rights for you
My lover