[00:00.00]Mellotron Scratch - Porcupine Tree
[00:37.53]A tiny flame inside my hand
[00:49.29]A compromise I never planned
[01:01.33]Unravel out the finer strands
[01:10.21]And I'm looking at a blank page now
[01:15.95]Should I fill it up with words somehow
[01:31.13]I whispered something in her ear
[01:42.66]I bare my soul but she don't hear
[01:53.68]The scratching of a mellotron it always seemed to make her cry
[02:05.62]Well maybe she remembers us collecting space up in the sky
[02:17.52]The scratching of a mellotron it always seemed to make her cry
[02:41.96]I lay her gently on my clothes
[02:54.14]She will leave me yes I know
[03:08.69]And I'm looking at a blank page now
[03:14.58]Should I fill it up with words somehow
[03:28.43]The scratching of a mellotron it always seemed to make her cry
[03:40.50]Well maybe she remembers us collecting space up in the sky
[03:52.24]The scratching of a mellotron it always seemed to make her cry
[04:04.05]Well maybe she remembers us collecting space up in the sky
[05:52.54]Don't look back into black
[05:56.00]Don't let the memory or the sound drag you down
[06:01.51]Don't look back into black
[06:04.94]Don't let the memory or the sound drag you down
[06:10.37]Don't look back into black
[06:13.73]Don't let the memory or the sound drag you down
[06:19.31]Don't look back into black
[06:22.53]Don't let the memory or the sound drag you down
[06:28.13]Don't look back into black
[06:31.55]Don't let the memory or the sound drag you down
[06:36.89]Don't look back into black
[06:40.47]Don't let the memory or the sound drag you down
[06:45.87]Don't look back into black
[06:49.33]Don't let the memory or the sound drag you down