Uptight colours, trifling with my guts
The buildings high, spreading until I burst
Looking for a pair of eyes, stoned
The feelings slow, the tiny faces petrified
Tidy up, you're uptight, tied up in tides
Wind up, unwind your pupa
Running home spinning in, safe
Come in, disturb, get me used to the mess outside
The great accumulation of nothing
Feels so far yet hits me hard, it locks me in
Tidy up, you're uptight, tied up in tides
Wind up, unwind your pupa