Warm Wet Circles - Marillion

作词：Derek Dick/Ian Mosley/Marillion/Mark Kelly/Peter Trewavas/Steve Rothery

On promenades where drunks propose

To lonely arcade mannequins

Where ceremonies pause

At the jewelers shop display

Feigning casual silence

In strained romantic interludes

Till they commit themselves

To the muted journey home

And the pool player rests on another cue

Last nights hero picking up his dues

A honeymoon gambled on a ricochet

She's staring at the brochures at the holidays

Chalking up a name in your hometown

Standing all your mates to another round

Laughing at the world till the barman

Wipes away the warm wet circles

I saw teenage girls like gaudy moths

A classrooms shabby butterflies

Flirt in the glow of stranded telephone boxes

Planning white lace weddings from

Smeared hearts and token proclamations

Rolled from stolen lipsticks across

The razored webs of glass

Sharing cigarettes with experience

With her giggling jealous confidantes

She faithfully traces his name

With quick bitten fingernails

Through the tears of condensation

That'll cry through the night

As the glancing headlights of the last bus

Kiss adolescence goodbye

In a warm wet circle

Like a mothers kiss on your first broken heart

A warm wet circle

Like a bullit hole in Central Park

A warm wet circle

And I'll always surrender

To the warm wet circles

She nervously undressed in the dancing

Beams of the Fidra lighthouse

Giving it all away before it's too late

She'll let a lovers tongue

Move in a warm wet circle

Giving it all away and showing no shame

She'll take a mother's kiss

On her first broken heart

A warm wet circle

She'll realise that she played

Her part in a warm wet circle