| Song | The Telephone Box |
| Artist | Uniform Motion |
| Album | The Magic Empire |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| proud intelligent you hold your tongue | |
| resolute a rabble on the run | |
| if only they would let you have your fun | |
| your lion heart got emptied out at birth | |
| the devil pumped it full of vile self worth | |
| intrepidly you made your way around the earth | |
| and i’m not sure it’s fair | |
| and i’m not sure it’s fair | |
| so fly me through the air | |
| so fly me through the air | |
| in the end i just don’t care | |
| in the end i just don’t care | |
| i’m hopping on the edge of something | |
| i’m hopping on the edge of something | |
| that i can’t feel nor witness through my own eyes | |
| damned intransigent you’re number one | |
| dissolute a rabbit with a gun | |
| if only they would let you have your fun | |
| your righteous eye deletes itself at will | |
| the dragon’s blood you took to save your ill | |
| candidly you make your way around the hill | |
| and i’m not sure it’s fair | |
| and i’m not sure it’s fair | |
| so fly me through the air | |
| so fly me through the air | |
| in the end i just don’t care | |
| in the end i just don’t care | |
| i’m hopping on the edge of something | |
| that | |
| i can’t feel nor witness through my own eyes | |
| i’ll follow the call, the endless dawn, | |
| the soundless tapes you left in front of | |
| the telephone box and the countless locks i lost. | |
| i’ll follow the call, the endless dawn, | |
| the soundless tapes you left in front of | |
| the telephone box and the countless locks i lost. | |
| i’ll follow the call, the endless dawn, | |
| the soundless tapes you left in front of | |
| the telephone box and the countless locks i lost. | |
| i’ll follow the call, the endless dawn, | |
| the soundless tapes you left in front of | |
| the telephone box and the countless locks i lost. | |
| i’ll follow the call, the endless dawn, | |
| the soundless tapes you left in front of | |
| the telephone box and the countless locks i lost. | |
| i’ll follow the call, the endless dawn, | |
| the soundless tapes you left in front of | |
| the telephone box and the countless locks i lost. |
| proud intelligent you hold your tongue | |
| resolute a rabble on the run | |
| if only they would let you have your fun | |
| your lion heart got emptied out at birth | |
| the devil pumped it full of vile self worth | |
| intrepidly you made your way around the earth | |
| and i' m not sure it' s fair | |
| and i' m not sure it' s fair | |
| so fly me through the air | |
| so fly me through the air | |
| in the end i just don' t care | |
| in the end i just don' t care | |
| i' m hopping on the edge of something | |
| i' m hopping on the edge of something | |
| that i can' t feel nor witness through my own eyes | |
| damned intransigent you' re number one | |
| dissolute a rabbit with a gun | |
| if only they would let you have your fun | |
| your righteous eye deletes itself at will | |
| the dragon' s blood you took to save your ill | |
| candidly you make your way around the hill | |
| and i' m not sure it' s fair | |
| and i' m not sure it' s fair | |
| so fly me through the air | |
| so fly me through the air | |
| in the end i just don' t care | |
| in the end i just don' t care | |
| i' m hopping on the edge of something | |
| that | |
| i can' t feel nor witness through my own eyes | |
| i' ll follow the call, the endless dawn, | |
| the soundless tapes you left in front of | |
| the telephone box and the countless locks i lost. | |
| i' ll follow the call, the endless dawn, | |
| the soundless tapes you left in front of | |
| the telephone box and the countless locks i lost. | |
| i' ll follow the call, the endless dawn, | |
| the soundless tapes you left in front of | |
| the telephone box and the countless locks i lost. | |
| i' ll follow the call, the endless dawn, | |
| the soundless tapes you left in front of | |
| the telephone box and the countless locks i lost. | |
| i' ll follow the call, the endless dawn, | |
| the soundless tapes you left in front of | |
| the telephone box and the countless locks i lost. | |
| i' ll follow the call, the endless dawn, | |
| the soundless tapes you left in front of | |
| the telephone box and the countless locks i lost. |
| proud intelligent you hold your tongue | |
| resolute a rabble on the run | |
| if only they would let you have your fun | |
| your lion heart got emptied out at birth | |
| the devil pumped it full of vile self worth | |
| intrepidly you made your way around the earth | |
| and i' m not sure it' s fair | |
| and i' m not sure it' s fair | |
| so fly me through the air | |
| so fly me through the air | |
| in the end i just don' t care | |
| in the end i just don' t care | |
| i' m hopping on the edge of something | |
| i' m hopping on the edge of something | |
| that i can' t feel nor witness through my own eyes | |
| damned intransigent you' re number one | |
| dissolute a rabbit with a gun | |
| if only they would let you have your fun | |
| your righteous eye deletes itself at will | |
| the dragon' s blood you took to save your ill | |
| candidly you make your way around the hill | |
| and i' m not sure it' s fair | |
| and i' m not sure it' s fair | |
| so fly me through the air | |
| so fly me through the air | |
| in the end i just don' t care | |
| in the end i just don' t care | |
| i' m hopping on the edge of something | |
| that | |
| i can' t feel nor witness through my own eyes | |
| i' ll follow the call, the endless dawn, | |
| the soundless tapes you left in front of | |
| the telephone box and the countless locks i lost. | |
| i' ll follow the call, the endless dawn, | |
| the soundless tapes you left in front of | |
| the telephone box and the countless locks i lost. | |
| i' ll follow the call, the endless dawn, | |
| the soundless tapes you left in front of | |
| the telephone box and the countless locks i lost. | |
| i' ll follow the call, the endless dawn, | |
| the soundless tapes you left in front of | |
| the telephone box and the countless locks i lost. | |
| i' ll follow the call, the endless dawn, | |
| the soundless tapes you left in front of | |
| the telephone box and the countless locks i lost. | |
| i' ll follow the call, the endless dawn, | |
| the soundless tapes you left in front of | |
| the telephone box and the countless locks i lost. |