Where are we?
What the hell is going on?
The dust has only just begun to form
Crop circles in the carpet
Sinking, feeling
Spin me around again
And rub my eyes
This can't be happening
When busy streets
A mess with people
Would stop to hold their heads heavy
Hide and seek
Trains and sewing machines
All those years
They were here first
Oily marks appear on walls
Where pleasure moments hung before
The takeover
The sweeping insensitivity of this
Still life
Hide and seek
Trains and sewing machines
(You won't catch me around here)
Blood and tears
They were here first
Mm, what'd you say?
Mm, that you only meant well
Well of course you did
Mm, what'd you say?
Mm, that it's all for the best
Of course it is
Mm, what'd you say?
Mm, that it's just what we need
You decided this
Mm, what'd you say?
Mm, what did she say?
Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cutouts
Speak no feeling, no, I don't believe you
You don't care a bit, you don't care a bit
Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cutouts
Speak no feeling, no, I don't believe you
You don't care a bit, you don't care a bit
(You don't care a bit)
Oh, no, you don't care a bit
Oh, no, you don't care a bit
Uh-uh, you don't care a bit
You don't care a bit
You don't care a bit
What the hell is going on?
The dust has only just begun to form
Crop circles in the carpet
Sinking, feeling
Spin me around again
And rub my eyes
This can't be happening
When busy streets
A mess with people
Would stop to hold their heads heavy
Hide and seek
Trains and sewing machines
All those years
They were here first
Oily marks appear on walls
Where pleasure moments hung before
The takeover
The sweeping insensitivity of this
Still life
Hide and seek
Trains and sewing machines
(You won't catch me around here)
Blood and tears
They were here first
Mm, what'd you say?
Mm, that you only meant well
Well of course you did
Mm, what'd you say?
Mm, that it's all for the best
Of course it is
Mm, what'd you say?
Mm, that it's just what we need
You decided this
Mm, what'd you say?
Mm, what did she say?
Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cutouts
Speak no feeling, no, I don't believe you
You don't care a bit, you don't care a bit
Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cutouts
Speak no feeling, no, I don't believe you
You don't care a bit, you don't care a bit
(You don't care a bit)
Oh, no, you don't care a bit
Oh, no, you don't care a bit
Uh-uh, you don't care a bit
You don't care a bit
You don't care a bit
Lyrics submitted by music*ismyboyfriend, edited by frenzydiamonds
Hide and Seek Lyrics as written by Imogen Jennifer Heap
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Capitol CMG Publishing
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I first heard this song on the KCRW streaming feed (kcrwmusic.com) a couple of months ago and was immediately captivated by the ethereality of the vocal performance and the incredibly evocative chord voicings that were used to trigger the vocoder. As for the lyrics, I guess I'm the only one who associates the lyrics with nuclear holocaust. Anyone who has seen the archival footage of the Hiroshima and Nagasaki ruins can't help but be moved by the ghost images on the walls of people who were instantly vaporized by the blast ("Oily marks appear on walls"), piles of bodies and skeletons randomly strewn about the city streets ("A mess with people"), and the shots of mutilated survivors with looks of bewilderment in their faces ("What the hell is going on?", "Rub my eyes, this can't be happening"). Footage of subsequent nuclear tests shows how ashes fall like snow after a blast ("Crop circles in the carpet") and the utter finality of the carnage ("The sweeping insensitivity of this"). The rest of the song seems to focus on the perpetrators of the apocalypse ("...That you only meant well... that it's all for the best ... that it's just what we need ... Oh no, you don't care a bit"). Anyway that's how I see it IMHO. Truly an amazing, haunting, gut-wrenching and beautiful song.
@doctec beautiful interpretation