Warm Wet Circles - Marillion
On promenades where drunks propose
To lonely arcade mannequins
Where ceremonies pause
At the jewelers shop display
Feigning casual silence
In strained romantic interludes
Till they commit themselves
To the muted journey home
And the pool player rests on another cue
Last nights hero picking up his dues
A honeymoon gambled on a ricochet
She's staring at the brochures at the holidays
Chalking up a name in your hometown
Standing all your mates to another round
Laughing at the world till the barman
Wipes away the warm wet circles
I saw teenage girls like gaudy moths
A classrooms shabby butterflies
Flirt in the glow of stranded telephone boxes;
Planning white lace weddings from
Smeared hearts and token proclamations
Rolled from stolen lipsticks across
The razored webs of glass
Sharing cigarettes with experience
With her giggling jealous confidantes
She faithfully traces his name
With quick bitten fingernails
Through the tears of condensation
That'll cry through the night
As the glancing headlights of the last bus
Kiss adolescence goodbye
In a warm wet circle
Like a mothers kiss on your first broken heart
A warm wet circle
Like a bullit hole in Central Park
A warm wet circle
And I'll always surrender
To the warm wet circles
She nervously undressed in the dancing
Beams of the Fidra lighthouse
Giving it all away before it's too late
She'll let a lovers tongue
Move in a warm wet circle
Giving it all away and showing no shame
She'll take a mother's kiss
On her first broken heart
A warm wet circle
She'll realise that she played
Her part in a warm wet circle
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