I stood inside your pool in some palm setting reel
A picture on a screen there sat you and me
And I comb the wire for a lock of papier-mache
I build a tower for you to portray
You let go of my hand and acted like we never touched
Like some harbour a ship never brushed
I am the floor pile walk over me
My light has grown tired paint over me
All at once I just can't abide I fear
On the cobble swims a king with a hearty smile

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Floor Pile Lyrics