| Maxïmo Park – Questing, Not Coasting Lyrics | 12 years ago |
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Flawless words and imagery; this is such an atmospheric, beautiful song. Paul Smith is a born poet! Evokes the mood of a storm so brilliantly. I can hear this in high summer and still be transported to a darkened room, kneeling by a rain lashed window. Excitement and fear and everything inbetween. Incredible song from a band who always are. You move your frame Into the shape. The window makes A lunar flame. Static headlights glow In the flooded streets below The TV turns to snow Gutters weep with overflow |
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