Warm Wet Circles (Cumbria Rock Festival) - 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
To the glancing headlights of the last bus
Kiss adolescence goodbye
In a warm wet circle
Like a mother's kiss
On your first broken heart
A warm wet circle
Like a bullet 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 lover's tongue move in
In a warm wet circle
Giving it all away
Showing no shame
She
She'll take a mother's kiss
On her first broken heart
A warm wet circle
She'll realize that she played her part
In a warm wet circle
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