Mellotron Scratch
๐ต 1031 characters
โฑ๏ธ 6:57 duration
๐ ID: 20220323
๐ Lyrics
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
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
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
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
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
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
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:37.85] A tiny flame inside my hand
[00:49.73] A compromise I never planned
[01:01.47] Unravel out the finer strands
[01:10.28] And I'm looking at a blank page now
[01:16.15] Should I fill it up with words somehow?
[01:31.26] I whispered something in her ear
[01:43.06] I bare my soul but she don't hear
[01:53.75] The scratching of a mellotron it always seemed to make her cry
[02:05.86] Well maybe she remembers us collecting space up in the sky
[02:17.22] Nothing rises from my feet of clay, but it's OK
[02:29.29] Red mist spreads across my fingertips, ardour slips
[02:42.34] I lay her gently on my clothes
[02:54.55] She will leave me yes I know
[03:09.04] And I'm looking at a blank page now
[03:14.78] Should I fill it up with words somehow?
[03:28.73] The scratching of a mellotron it always seemed to make her cry
[03:40.52] Well maybe she remembers us collecting space up in the sky
[03:52.14] Nothing rises from my feet of clay, but it's OK
[03:59.00] Red mist spreads across my fingertips, ardour slips
[04:06.28] Don't look at me with your mother's eyes or your killer smile
[05:52.67] Sing a lullaby
[05:52.92] Don't look back into black
[05:56.23] Don't let the memory or the sound drag you down
[06:15.12] To end as friends; so painful
[06:21.11] Don't look down; shut it down
[06:21.11]
[00:49.73] A compromise I never planned
[01:01.47] Unravel out the finer strands
[01:10.28] And I'm looking at a blank page now
[01:16.15] Should I fill it up with words somehow?
[01:31.26] I whispered something in her ear
[01:43.06] I bare my soul but she don't hear
[01:53.75] The scratching of a mellotron it always seemed to make her cry
[02:05.86] Well maybe she remembers us collecting space up in the sky
[02:17.22] Nothing rises from my feet of clay, but it's OK
[02:29.29] Red mist spreads across my fingertips, ardour slips
[02:42.34] I lay her gently on my clothes
[02:54.55] She will leave me yes I know
[03:09.04] And I'm looking at a blank page now
[03:14.78] Should I fill it up with words somehow?
[03:28.73] The scratching of a mellotron it always seemed to make her cry
[03:40.52] Well maybe she remembers us collecting space up in the sky
[03:52.14] Nothing rises from my feet of clay, but it's OK
[03:59.00] Red mist spreads across my fingertips, ardour slips
[04:06.28] Don't look at me with your mother's eyes or your killer smile
[05:52.67] Sing a lullaby
[05:52.92] Don't look back into black
[05:56.23] Don't let the memory or the sound drag you down
[06:15.12] To end as friends; so painful
[06:21.11] Don't look down; shut it down
[06:21.11]