The Technicolors

Metaphysical

The Technicolors


And there you are
And I can’t help but have to know
Are you aware
The feeling’s only natural
I’ve gone away
Faded by the centerfold
So write me off
And call me metaphysical

Metaphysical

I suppose your memories are marigolds
And I’m the one
Oh, the only one who has to know
So sell me out
Cos you’re the queen of that now
Write me off, and call me metaphysical

Metaphysical

Fence me off, drag me in
Until tomorrow knows
Take me down, lets begin
You won’t see me till I’m gone

I sought you out
I followed you into a cloud
I dreamt you up
And let the liar let you down
So fall away
I’ll see you in the lowlight
Back up
Till we can feel it all night

Fence me off, drag me in
Until tomorrow knows
Take me down, lets begin
You won’t see me till I’m gone
Not before too long

Not my first walk across the coals
It’s not my first walk across the coals

So there you are and you can’t help but have to know
If I’m aware that the feelings are un-actual
So draw your eyes out, baby, like a metaphor
And call me love, or call me metaphysical