Channels - Helen Mirren lyrics

Surfacing to let a little air in, always gave me the spins. There is no sin in easy a**imilation. We all get over it. To dive again same as before, bathysphere to ocean floor. Who am I trying to kid… I lie in the deep end, listening to pressure sing. No one comes in past surface glim, where real monsters swim. Down in the dim light of ego and appetite. Sex is skin, with dry hands cracked and bleeding. I failed to believe in this. At Camber Sands, I watched the sea retreating, without a use for it. I lie in the deep end, listening to pressure sing. No one comes in past surface glim, where real monsters swim. Down in the dim light of ego and appetite, where your own voice is a sound you don't recognize. Welcome distortions excuse any enterprise. Lights are on, nobody's home. But every runaway, the faithful and the fake, will still be found by change. In spite or for the sake, I notice now... Beautiful and strange, brazen and ashamed are only bound to change. (I lie in the deep end, listening to pressure sing.) Down in the dim light of ego and appetite, where your own voice is a sound you don't recognize. Welcome distortions excuse any enterprise. Lights are on, nobody's home. Down in the dim light of ego and appetite… listening to pressure sing.