Monday 7 September 2009

Arctic Monkeys - My Propeller



If you can summon the strength,
tow me
I can't hold down the urgency
You've got to make your decent slowly
And oil up those sticky keys

Coax me out, my love
And have a spin of my propeller
It's a necessary evil
No cause for emergency
Borrow the beak of a bald eagle
Oh, momentary synergy

My propeller won't spin and I can't get it started on my own
When are you arriving?
My propeller

My Soul in a Small Black Box