quicksand

Miles Kane

You're riding on this wave of blue sequins
You're shimmering
Tango, Foxtrot, I'm in trouble
Can you hear the clammer louder and louder

I see you falling gently on the cobbles
Skipping into the quicksand
Not into my arms

You see i'm falling
Gently on the cobbles
Skipping into the quicksand
Not into your arms

Ears drop drip, drip, dripping down my ears
Flood gates and tears
Delicate and gently does it
Won't you dedicate your hate to another