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Questing, Not Coasting Lyrics
Questing, I am not coasting
Nor will I ever
Despite this weather
I said..
Hey you, what's new?
I know your face
Hey you, what's new?
Let's go some place
My thoughts that fled my loosening grip
I need to connect to you now
On our knees against the window sill
Watching the sheet lightening fly
Our hands caught spray from the open window
A blanket of light, a whitewashed sky
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
I said...
Hey you, what's new?
I know your face
And I need to connect to you now
On our knees against the window sill
Watching the sheet lightening fly
Our hands caught spray from the open window
A blanket of light, a whitewashed sky
Thanks for coming by
It's such a dreadful night
A net curtain flashes
Outside the rain it lashes
Frozen stardust falls
Wide eyes can see it all
On our knees against the window sill
Watching the sheet lightening fly
Our hands caught spray from the open window
And we're on our knees against the window sill
Watching the sheet lightening fly
Our hands caught spray from the open window
Thanks for coming by.
Nor will I ever
Despite this weather
I said..
Hey you, what's new?
I know your face
Hey you, what's new?
Let's go some place
My thoughts that fled my loosening grip
I need to connect to you now
Watching the sheet lightening fly
Our hands caught spray from the open window
A blanket of light, a whitewashed sky
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
Hey you, what's new?
I know your face
And I need to connect to you now
Watching the sheet lightening fly
Our hands caught spray from the open window
A blanket of light, a whitewashed sky
It's such a dreadful night
A net curtain flashes
Outside the rain it lashes
Frozen stardust falls
Wide eyes can see it all
Watching the sheet lightening fly
Our hands caught spray from the open window
And we're on our knees against the window sill
Watching the sheet lightening fly
Our hands caught spray from the open window
Thanks for coming by.
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Submitted by
kaisasoze On Apr 22, 2009
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such a good song. full of emotion and fun. when they play this live her says'...were a romantic band and this a romantic song. its called questing not coasting' 'wwwwoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooppppppp(audience)
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