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NIL RECURRING

2007
Porcupine Tree - Nil Recurring

Nil Recurring


[feat. Robert Fripp (King Crimson) on lead guitar]

[Instrumental]

 

Normal

Here is my car, my phone and my TV
I've got it all but you can see through me

But am I here?
It's kind of hard to tell
I do a good impression of myself
But what's normal now anyhow?

Sullen and bored the kids stay
And in this way they wish away each day
Stoned in the mall the kids play
And in this way they wish away each day

Prescription drugs they help me through the day
And that restraining order keeps me well at bay
But what's normal now anyway?

Sullen and bored the kids stay
And in this way they wish away each day
Stoned in the mall the kids play
And in this way they wish away each day

Wish I was old and a little sentimental
You gotta see the waves, looking for the bottle in the waves now

 
Cheating the Polygraph

Lying through my teeth again
I've been bad again, black lies
Skirting round the truth again
To escape the look in your eyes

Cover up the facts again
With the money men, disguise
Losing my integrity
Well it's lost to me, I don't mind

Feel my soul going
Feel my soul colder

Blackening my soul again
With another lie, it's my style
Burying my face again
God I'm so ashamed, this time

Feel my soul going
Feel my soul colder

Sentimental

I never want to be old
And I don't want dependants
It's no fun to be told
That you can't blame your parents anymore

I'm finding it hard
To hang from a star
I don't want to be...
Never want to be old

Sullen and bored the kids stay
And in this way wish away each day
Stoned in the mall the kids play
And in this way wish away each day

I don't really know
If I care what is normal
And I'm not really sure
If the pills I've been taking are helping

I've wasted my life
And I'm hurting inside
I don't really know
And I'm not really sure...

Sullen and bored the kids stay
And in this way wish away each day
Stoned in the mall the kids play
And in this way wish away each day

Way out of here

Out at the train tracks
I dream of escape
But a song comes onto my iPod
And I realize it's getting late

I can't take the staring
And the sympathy
And I don't like the questions,

it..."

Way out, way out of here
Fade out, wait up ahead

And I'm trying to forget you
And I know that I will
In a thousand years
Or maybe a week

Burn all your pictures
Cut out your face
The shutters are down
And the curtains are closed
And I've covered my tracks
Disposed of the car

And I'm trying to forget
Even your name
And the way that you look
When you're sleeping, dreaming of this

Way out, way out of here
Fade out, wait up ahead

Way out, way out of here
Fade out, fade up ahead

What Happens Now

So I got all these things, but so what?
In the end you can't take them with you
You think you can save my soul? Well Ok...
Tell me, with all your conviction
What happens now?

Well I could be boarding an aircraft
With a bomb concealed in somebody's briefcase
And my body will spread through the heavens, across the sky
And my ashes will fall through the cloudburst
What happens now?
What happens now?

 

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