Lyrics: Rob Hardy/Simon Drowner/Jo Bevan/Caroline Helbert
Music: Rob Hardy/Simon Drowner/Jo Bevan/Caroline Helbert
In a monogram in powder-blue
All the energies inside of you
Feel them ebb and flowing like a sky
You can will it into being
Without anybody seeing
Remote and dark you orchestrate the tide
When the world falls down upon you
When its impassive gaze has won you
When endless information takes your name
In a small part of the darkness
A secret corner of the market
There burns a tiny pixelated flame
Oh you'll never be everything you wanted
Oh never everything you wanted
They're concreting the halls you thought you haunted
Oh never everything you wanted
There is a water-cooler tragedy
That frames consumer gadgetry
An elevator opens like a mouth
And the hugeness of a galaxy
Is mundane in its majesty
A photo captioned "pain" the Turin Shroud
Under the nine eyes of the universe
In your basement, now it's getting worse
You can unpick all the threads of your despair
Because everything you're yearning for
This alphanumerical cellar door
In the paper world was never really there
Oh you'll never be everything you wanted
Oh never everything you wanted
They're concreting the halls you thought you haunted
Oh never everything you wanted
Oh you'll never be everything you wanted
Oh never everything you wanted
They're creeping up behind
And what do you think they'll find
With the emptiness you're born with?
Oh never everything you wanted