Neglected Space Lyrics - Sparks - Imogen Heap

Hello 

I watch you come and go 

I know you can hear my voice 

Don't walk away 

Come daydream with me 

In closed loops and future-proof cardboard to caviar 

Let's show them how good we are 

If you look after me, I'll look after you 

Sonar, night vision or desperate lovers 

Seeking privacy for their forbidden 

I am their defenseless host 

Through my open wounds they let themselves in 

Sheltered (sheltered), they mock me (they mock me) 

If you stand up for me, I'll stand up for you 

I'm weather-beaten in a losing battle punctured by nature, becoming organic 

The air in here ages me, ungracefully! 

But if you take care of me, I will take care of you 

Oh, my crumbling heart! 

If you'll be good to me, 

I'll be good to you 

I'm amidst 

I could be the best decision you ever made, a beacon, your peaceful corner 

Find me, cherish me, take me on or pull me down 

You choose (Wait!) 

Oh, safe in the ache of soul-decay! 

'Cause I will remember you 

Will you (Remember me?) 

Bespoke to broken, this interwoven tapestry of tragedy, 

Crooked frames and cracked glazing 

Slithers of wistful window gazes glint in borrowed light 

Where doorways with no door stage a ballet of leaves, 

Who pirouette in the footsteps of once glorious days 

By peeling paint, I'm a sunken ceiling, 

I'm cracking up, and can seem threatening 

I'm falling apart 

I'm scary at night 

Take dark, forbidden 

Keep out, keep out! 

No, no, no go forth 

A has-been, a once was, the leftovers, an eyesore, bleeding, oxidising, 

A few remaining, unloved, emotionally damaged, a waste of space, 

A nuisance, I haven't had time to become, unwanted! 

What's gone? I'm losing it 

This is not what I stand for 

This is not what I stand for 

This is not what I stand for 

It was a perfectly good grand piano 

Stop in the name of love! 

I've got just what you're looking for! 

I've got tree-lined interiors, 

Where we can dine with the biosphere 

If you'll take care of me, I'll take care of you 

If you be good to me, then I'll be good to you 

I'm a story in mourning, and you're the author 

So pour out your masterpiece 

Entropy increasing, how long before I'm dust? 

Can we discuss?