/avoiding the anti-cruise

Feeling Oblivion

Cubscouts are screaming
Needing icescreaming and all the pleasures of June
I’m in a parked car

Flowers seem friendly and people in hall ways feel walls
Now it is night time
Maybe we’re cruising avoiding the anti-cruise
Oh I don’t really know where we are
If things get real promise to take me somewhere else
By the time fear takes me over
Will we still be rolling and feeling oblivion

Once in a while the lie in the laughter can burn through a hole in my ears
Like a man with glasses catching a sunbeam and burning the skin of a kid
Hypereal fragments disturbing the stagnants of almighty fear
Well I’ll just go under the water
If things get real promise to take me somewhere else
By the time fear takes me over
Will we still be rolling and feeling oblivion

So don’t leave me here on my own
So don’t leave me here on my own
If things get real promise to take me somewhere else
By the time fear takes me over
Will we still be rolling and feeling oblivion

- written and performed by Turin Brakes