Songtexte Neglected Space - Imogen Heap

Hello
I watch you come and go
I know you can hear my voice
Don't walk away
Come daydream with me
In closed loops and future-proof
Cardboard to caviar
Let's show them how good we are

If you look after me
I'll look after you

Sonar
Night vision
Or desperate lovers seeking privacy for their forbidden
I am their defenseless host
Through my open wounds, they let themselves in
Sheltered
(Sheltered)
They mock me
(They mock me)

If you stand up for me
I'll stand up for you

I'm weather-beaten in a losing battle
Punctured by nature, becoming organic
The air in here ages me ungracefully

But if you take care of me
I'll take care of you

Oh, my crumbling heart
If you'll be good to me
I'll be good to you

I'm a nest
I could be the best decision you ever made
A beacon, your peaceful corner
Find me, cherish me
Take me on or pull me down
You choose

Wait!
Oh, save me the ache of slow-decay
'Cause I will remember you
Will you remember me?

Bespoke to broken
This interwoven tapestry of tragedy
Crooked frames and cracked glazing
Slithers of wistful window gazes glint in borrowed light

Where doorways with no doors stage a ballet of leaves
Who pirouettes in the footsteps of once glorious days

But I'm peeling paint
I'm a sunken ceiling
I'm cracking up
And can seem threatening

I'm falling apart
I'm scary at night
I'm taped up, forbidden
Keep out, keep out
No, no, no-go zone

A has-been, a once was
The leftovers, an eyesore
Broken beer bottles, bleeding
Rusty nails, oxidizing
A few remaining tiles, unloved
No human touch, I'm walked past
I'm a waste of space, a nuisance

A hazard, abandoned
Unwanted, unwanted
Lights off, I'm losing grip
This is not what I stand for
This is not what I stand for, oh
This is not what I stand for

It was a perfectly good grand piano

Stop in the name of love
I've got just what you're looking for
I've got tree-lined interiors
Where we can dine with the biosphere

If you take care of me
I'll take care of you
If you'll be good to me
I'll
Be good
To you

I'm a story in mourning
And you're the author
So pour out your masterpiece

Entropy increasing
How long before I'm dust?
Can we discuss?