Lyrics:

(music: marillion lyrics: fish)


On promenades where drunks propose to lonely arcade mannequins

Where ceremonies pause at the jewelers shop display

Feigning casual silence in strained romantic interludes

Till they commit themselves to the muted journey home

And the pool player rests on another cue

Last nights hero picking up his dues

A honeymoon gambled on a ricochet

She's staring at the brochures at the holidays

Chalking up a name in your hometown

Standing all your mates to another round

Laughing at the world till the barman wipes away the warm wet circles

The warm wet circles


I saw teenage girls like gaudy moths

A classrooms shabby butterflies

Flirt in the glow of stranded telephone boxes;

Planning white lace weddings from smeared hearts and token proclamations,

Rolled from stolen lipsticks across the razored webs of glass

Sharing cigarettes with experience

With her giggling jealous confidantes,

She faithfully traces his name

With quick bitten fingernails

Through the tears of condensation

That'll cry through the night

As the glancing headlights of the last bus

Kiss adolescence goodbye


In a warm wet circle

Like a mothers kiss on your first broken heart,

A warm wet circle

Like a bullit hole in central park,

A warm wet circle

And I'll always surrender to the warm wet circles


She nervously undressed in the dancing beams of the fidra lighthouse

Giving it all away before it's too late

She'll let a lovers tongue move in a warm wet circle

Giving it all away and showing no shame

She'll take a mother's kiss on her first broken heart

A warm wet circle,

She'll realise that she played her part in a warm wet circle


Teenage war brides


It was a wedding ring,

Destined to be found in a cheap hotel

Lost in a kitchen sink or thrown in a wishing well