In the beginning there were answers

Then they came along and changed

All these questions and their answers seemed to change



So Ill wait 'til I find the remote part of your heart

And nowhere else will let us choose a comfortable start



We stop at 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 Ill wait 'til I find the remote part of your heart

And 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



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

Finidng 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 reactos aglow

Do you think your security will keep you in purity

You will not shake us off

Above or below



Scottish friction, Scottish fiction