Mellotron Scratch Lyrics - Deadwing - Porcupine Tree

A tiny flame inside my hand 

A compromise I never planned 

Unravel out the finer strands 

And I'm looking at a blank page now 

Should I fill it up with words somehow? 

I whispered something in her ear 

I bare my soul but she don't hear 

The scratching of a mellotron it always seemed to make her cry 

Well maybe she remembers us collecting space up in the sky 

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Nothing rises from my feet of clay, but it's OK 

Red mist spreads across my fingertips, ardour slips 

I lay her gently on my clothes 

She will leave me yes I know 

And I'm looking at a blank page now 

Should I fill it up with words somehow? 

The scratching of a mellotron it always seemed to make her cry 

Well maybe she remembers us collecting space up in the sky 

Nothing rises from my feet of clay, but it's OK 

Red mist spreads across my fingertips, ardour slips 

Don't look at me with your mother's eyes or your killer smile 

Sing a lullaby 

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Don't look back into black 

Don't let the memory or the sound drag you down 

To end as friends; so painful 

Don't look down; shut it down