In Liminal Space
From nowhere in particular
Heading on to somewhere else
A corridor without any doors
Except in to itself
A staircase that climbs
Down to a cellar below
An empty precinct
With nothing and nowhere on show
A school on vacation
Empty in literal and metaphor
A derelict inner-city location
Nothing worth really fighting for
A park in the winter
Where we're walking in the dark
The back rooms in imagination
The sensations feeling so stark
Heading on to somewhere else
A corridor without any doors
Except in to itself
A staircase that climbs
Down to a cellar below
An empty precinct
With nothing and nowhere on show
A school on vacation
Empty in literal and metaphor
A derelict inner-city location
Nothing worth really fighting for
A park in the winter
Where we're walking in the dark
The back rooms in imagination
The sensations feeling so stark
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Hall
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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