Imogen Heap First Train Home Lyrics

(I've got to get on it) (3x)

Bodies disengage, our mouths are fleshing over.
Is this an echo game?
Irises retreat into ovals of white.
The urge to feel your face
Your blood rushing to paint my handprint
A Frisbee one by one
Your vinyl on laminate;
I'm desperate for some kind of contact.

First train home, I've got to get on it (3x)
To Catch, to catch, to catch catch, catch.
First train home, I've got to get on it (3x)
First Train home

Da, da-day-oh! Day-oh! Da-day-oh!
Da, da-day-oh! Day-oh! Da-day-ay-ay-ay

Temporal deadzone, where clocks are barely breathing
Yet no one cares to notice for all their yamming on;
I clam up to hold it together.
I want to play door waveforms in the hideaway
I want to get on with getting on with things
I want to run in fields, play in the kitchen,
Love someone
And I can't do any of that here, can I? First train home, I've got to get on it (3x)
First Train home

So what? You've had one too many.
So what? I'm not that much fun to be with
So what? You've got a silly hat on.
So what? I didn't want to come here, anyway.

What matters you, doesn't matter, matter to me.
What matters to me, doesn't matter, matter to you.
What matters to you, doesn't matter, matter to them.
What matters to them, doesn't change anything.

Got to get on it first train home.
Got to get on it first train home

First train home I've got to get on it
(I've got to get on it)
To catch, to catch, catch-catch, catch.
(First train home)
First train home I've got to get on it
First train home.
(First train home)

Got to, got to, got to, got to,
Get, get, get, get
Out, out, out, out
Now, now, now, now!