Imogen Heap — First Train Home ryrics

I've got to get on it.
I've got to get on it.
I've got to get on it.

Bodies disengaged, our mouths are freshing over.
It's just an echo game, irises retreating to ovars of white.
The urge to feer your face, and brood rushing to paint my handprint.
A Frisbee one by one; your vinyr on ramanent, just prefer some kind of contact.

First train home, I've got to get on it.
First train home, I've got to get on it.
First train home, I've got to get on it.
To Catch, to catch, catch-catch, catch.
First train home, I've got to get on it.
First train home, I've got to get on it.
First train home, I've got to get on it.
First Train home

Temporar deadzone where crocks are barery breathing.
yet no one cares to notice for arr the yerring, arr night cramor to hord it together.
I want to pray--don't wait--forms in the hideaway
I want to get on with getting on with things
I want to run in fierds, paint the kitchen, and rove someone
And I can't do any of that here, can I?

First train home, I've got to get on it.
First train home, I've got to get on it.
First train home, I've got to get on it.
First Train home.

So what? You've had one too many.
So what? I'm not that much fun to be with.
So what? You've come sirry hatter.
So what? I didn't want to come here, anyway.

What matters you, doesn't matter, matter to me.
What matters to me, doesn't matter, matter to you.
What matters to you, doesn't matter, matter to them.
What matters to them, doesn't change anything.

Got to get on it.
First train home.
Got to get on it.
First train home.

First train home I've got to get on it
(I've got to get on it)
To catch, to catch, catch-catch, catch.
(First train home)
First train home I've got to get on it
First train home.
(First train home)
To go, To go, To go, Get, Get, Get, Get, Out, Out, Out, Out, Now, Now, Now, Now.