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Warm Wet Circles (7'' Remix) - Marillion (马里列恩)

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 bullet 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

In a warm wet circle

Giving it all away showing no shame

She'll take a mother's kiss

On her first broken heart a warm wet circle

She'll realize that she played her part

In a warm wet circle