Flipside — текст песни (Everything But The Girl)

London, summer 2
I think I`ve changed a lot since then, Do you?
Ideas that I`d held for years, emotional baggage, hopes and fears,
Seen somehow in a different light, not as wrong , but not as right as they
seemed before.
Was I different then?
Have I changed?
And will I change again?
I`m thinking of a mental free-fall, a partial total memory recall like what of
the future, what of the past, what of the present will last?
And say I did forget and revert to the old days, forget this hurt.
Am I better off or in reverse, untaught by experience and therefore worse?
I mean a lot, I mean a little.
I mean a lot, I mean a little.

I`m like a coastline, a beach and spit.
Spurn Point and the rest of it.
The sea, the tide, the salt and foam.
I`m the blasted land, the sand shifting, drifting out and back, then breached,
drowned, defenses down, rebuilt from this day on.
Or maybe not, maybe my moment`s gone.
I mean a lot, I mean a little.
I mean a lot, I mean a little.

Am I the same person I seemed to be?
Does all of this depress me?
I won`t listen, I won`t talk.
A weightless life, I moonwalk.
I mean a lot, I mean a little.
I`m supple, brittle, pig in the middle.
There`s resilience inside my face, but sometimes nothing.
Deep space.
What I feel and what I fear is always here my atmosphere.
Pig in the middle
I mean a lot, I mean a little.
I mean a lot, I mean a little