Warm Wet Circles Lyrics

Song	Warm Wet Circles
Artist	Marillion
Album	Brave Live 2013
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	(music：marillion lyrics：fish)
	On promenades where drunks propose to lonely arcade mannequins
	Where ceremonies pause at the jewelers shop display
	Feigning casual silence in strained romantic interludes
	Till they commit themselves to the muted journey home
	And the pool player rests on another cue
	Last nights hero picking up his dues
	A honeymoon gambled on a ricochet
	She's staring at the brochures at the holidays
	Chalking up a name in your hometown
	Standing all your mates to another round
	Laughing at the world till the barman wipes away the warm wet circles
	The warm wet circles
	I saw teenage girls like gaudy moths
	A classrooms shabby butterflies
	Flirt in the glow of stranded telephone boxes;
	Planning white lace weddings from smeared hearts and token proclamations,
	Rolled from stolen lipsticks across the razored webs of glass
	Sharing cigarettes with experience
	With her giggling jealous confidantes,
	She faithfully traces his name
	With quick bitten fingernails
	Through the tears of condensation
	That'll cry through the night
	As the glancing headlights of the last bus
	Kiss adolescence goodbye
	In a warm wet circle
	Like a mothers kiss on your first broken heart,
	A warm wet circle
	Like a bullit hole in central park,
	A warm wet circle
	And i'll always surrender to the warm wet circles
	She nervously undressed in the dancing beams of the fidra lighthouse
	Giving it all away before it's too late
	She'll let a lovers tongue move in a warm wet circle
	Giving it all away and showing no shame
	She'll take a mother's kiss on her first broken heart
	A warm wet circle,
	She'll realise that she played her part in a warm wet circle
	Teenage war brides
	It was a wedding ring,
	Destined to be found in a cheap hotel
	Lost in a kitchen sink or thrown in a wishing well

	music: marillion lyrics: fish
	On promenades where drunks propose to lonely arcade mannequins
	Where ceremonies pause at the jewelers shop display
	Feigning casual silence in strained romantic interludes
	Till they commit themselves to the muted journey home
	And the pool player rests on another cue
	Last nights hero picking up his dues
	A honeymoon gambled on a ricochet
	She' s staring at the brochures at the holidays
	Chalking up a name in your hometown
	Standing all your mates to another round
	Laughing at the world till the barman wipes away the warm wet circles
	The warm wet circles
	I saw teenage girls like gaudy moths
	A classrooms shabby butterflies
	Flirt in the glow of stranded telephone boxes
	Planning white lace weddings from smeared hearts and token proclamations,
	Rolled from stolen lipsticks across the razored webs of glass
	Sharing cigarettes with experience
	With her giggling jealous confidantes,
	She faithfully traces his name
	With quick bitten fingernails
	Through the tears of condensation
	That' ll cry through the night
	As the glancing headlights of the last bus
	Kiss adolescence goodbye
	In a warm wet circle
	Like a mothers kiss on your first broken heart,
	A warm wet circle
	Like a bullit hole in central park,
	A warm wet circle
	And i' ll always surrender to the warm wet circles
	She nervously undressed in the dancing beams of the fidra lighthouse
	Giving it all away before it' s too late
	She' ll let a lovers tongue move in a warm wet circle
	Giving it all away and showing no shame
	She' ll take a mother' s kiss on her first broken heart
	A warm wet circle,
	She' ll realise that she played her part in a warm wet circle
	Teenage war brides
	It was a wedding ring,
	Destined to be found in a cheap hotel
	Lost in a kitchen sink or thrown in a wishing well

	music: marillion lyrics: fish
	On promenades where drunks propose to lonely arcade mannequins
	Where ceremonies pause at the jewelers shop display
	Feigning casual silence in strained romantic interludes
	Till they commit themselves to the muted journey home
	And the pool player rests on another cue
	Last nights hero picking up his dues
	A honeymoon gambled on a ricochet
	She' s staring at the brochures at the holidays
	Chalking up a name in your hometown
	Standing all your mates to another round
	Laughing at the world till the barman wipes away the warm wet circles
	The warm wet circles
	I saw teenage girls like gaudy moths
	A classrooms shabby butterflies
	Flirt in the glow of stranded telephone boxes
	Planning white lace weddings from smeared hearts and token proclamations,
	Rolled from stolen lipsticks across the razored webs of glass
	Sharing cigarettes with experience
	With her giggling jealous confidantes,
	She faithfully traces his name
	With quick bitten fingernails
	Through the tears of condensation
	That' ll cry through the night
	As the glancing headlights of the last bus
	Kiss adolescence goodbye
	In a warm wet circle
	Like a mothers kiss on your first broken heart,
	A warm wet circle
	Like a bullit hole in central park,
	A warm wet circle
	And i' ll always surrender to the warm wet circles
	She nervously undressed in the dancing beams of the fidra lighthouse
	Giving it all away before it' s too late
	She' ll let a lovers tongue move in a warm wet circle
	Giving it all away and showing no shame
	She' ll take a mother' s kiss on her first broken heart
	A warm wet circle,
	She' ll realise that she played her part in a warm wet circle
	Teenage war brides
	It was a wedding ring,
	Destined to be found in a cheap hotel
	Lost in a kitchen sink or thrown in a wishing well

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