Cruel Tricks of the Light - Grammatics

In the hand and in the sleight, all the cruel tricks of the light

And in the cancel of the hum, in the ringing finally gone

You cool my blood until it creeps

Build the tension and release under an inter-constellation fracas

We are getting older, are getting older and slower…

A slow wave and slower in motion

You crash with music and maths, syllables and graphs

Braving the elements to swim

A cold current to carry me in, I’m ready to begin again

I’m ready to begin again

Now and every shining time you were ghostly and mine

I was the pallor of your dreams and a harbour of fears

I’ll be a cheat, be a lay, these no halcyon days

And a heart caught in suspended animation

And getting slower, getting older, slower

A slow wave and slower in motion

You crash with music and maths, syllables and graphs

Braving the elements to swim

A cold current to carry me in, I’m ready to begin again

I’m ready to begin again