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Imogen Heap - Propeller Seeds

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Propeller seeds

Corrida scene

Talk on, walk out.

It took me a minute, my mind was on other things

Hmm.. You got me at “Paris”

I must be coming down with something to be thinking this

What's happening here?

I'm growing roots through my toes

And leaves from my fingertips

Unfold

Where does this story go?

Cue, food

Drink up

Continue

We float and tend and pass name tags and shaking hands

Immune to the hubbub of others

We're deep in discussion, the parties on mute.

Our bubble's got it covered

You want me, well you've got me

It doesn't have to be today

I can't believe I said that out loud

What's happening here?

I'm growing roots through my toes

And leaves from my fingertips

I'm falling

What does this story know?

Wedding rings and children

Are all the good ones taken?

Rickshaw, disco

Goodnight kiss

Oh, culture

Call me for sweet dreams of him

Where does this story go?

What does this story know?

What does this story hold for us?

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