Warm Wet Circles Lyrics - Fish

On promenades where drunks propose to lonely arcade mannequins 

Where ceremonies pause at the jeweller's shop display 

Feigning casual silence in strained romantic interludes 

Till they commit themselves to the muted journey home 

And the pool player rests on another cue 

Last nights hero picking up his dues 

A honeymoon gambled on a ricochet 

She's staring at the brochures at the holidays 

Chalking up a name in your hometown 

Standing all your mates to another round 

Laughing at the world till the barman wipes away 

The warm wet circles 

I saw teenage girls like gaudy moths a classroom's shabby butterflies 

Flirt in the glow of stranded telephone boxes 

Planning white lace weddings from smeared hearts 

And token proclamations, rolled from stolen lipsticks 

Across the razored webs of glass 

Sharing cigarettes with experience with her giggling 

Jealous confidantes, she faithfully traces his name 

With quick bitten fingers 

Through the tears of condensation that'll cry through the night 

As the glancing headlights of the last bus kiss adolescence goodbye 

In a warm wet circle 

Like a mother's kiss on your first broken heart, a warm wet circle 

Like a bullethole in central park, a warm wet circle 

And I'll always surrender to the warm wet circles 

She nervously undressed in the dancing beams of the fidra lighthouse 

Giving it all away before it's too late 

She'll let a lover's tongue move in a warm wet circle 

Giving it all away and showing no shame 

She'll take a mother's kiss on her first broken heart 

A warm wet circle, she'll realise that she plays her part in a warm wet circle