Propeller Seeds Lyrics

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Cover art for Propeller Seeds lyrics by Imogen Heap

What I hear...fairly certain it's right:

Propeller seeds, Corridor scene Talk on, walk out. It took me a minute; my mind was on other things. Oh, you got me at "Paris"

I must be coming down with something to be thinking this

What's happening here? I'm growing roots through my toes, And leaves from my fingertips, Unfold Where does this story go?

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We float in tandem, past name tags and shaking hands Immune to the hubbub of others We're deep in discussion, The party's on mute. (Oh whoa, oh whoa) Our bubble's got it covered (Ooh...) You want me, well you've got me it doesn't have to be today I can't believe I said that out loud...

What's happening here? I'm growing roots through my toes, Then leaves from my fingertips, I'm falling What does this story know?

Wedding rings, children? Are all the good ones taken? Rickshaw Disco Goodnight kiss, oh Cold shower Call me for sweet...dreams of him

Where does this story go? (whoa whoa) What does this story know? (whoa whoa) What does this story hold..for us?

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