Porcupine Tree - Mellotron Scratch Lyrics
A tiny flame inside my handA compromise I never plannedUnravel out the finer strandsAnd I'm looking at a blank page nowShould I fill it up with words somehow?I whispered something in her earI bare my soul but she don't hearThe scratching of a mellotron it always seemed to make her cryWell maybe she remembers us collecting space up in the skyNothing rises from my feet of clay, but it's OKRed mist spreads across my fingertips, ardour slipsI lay her gently on my clothesShe will leave me yes I knowAnd I'm looking at a blank page nowShould I fill it up with words somehow?The scratching of a mellotron it always seemed to make her cryWell maybe she remembers us collecting space up in the skyNothing rises from my feet of clay, but it's OKRed mist spreads across my fingertips, ardour slipsDon't look at me with your mother's eyes or your killer smileSing a lullaby