Idlewild - In Remote Part Scottish Fiction

In Remote Part Scottish Fiction

(IN REMOTE PART)
In the beginning, there were answers
Then they came along and changed
All these questions and their answers seem to change
So I will wait etil I find the remote part of your heart
Nowhere else wi will let us choose a comfortable start
We stop in every passing place
To watch the world move faster than we do
Watch it pass with our eyes closed the way we usually choose to
So I will wait eti will I find the remote part of your heart
When no where else wi will let us choose a comfortable start
And even if the breath between us smells of alcohol
Call it confusion in the best way possible
(SCOTTISH FICTION)
It isnt in the mirror, it isnt on the page
Its a red hearted vibration
Pushing through the walls of dark imagination
Finding no equation
There is a red road rage,
But its not road rage
Its asylum seekers engulfed by a grudge
Scottish friction, Scottish friction
It isnt in the castle, it isnt in the mist
Its a calling of the waters as they break to show
The new black death with reactors aglow
Do you think your security wi will keep you in purity
You wi will not shake us off
Above or below
Scottish friction, Scottish friction