From the recording Artificial Stupidity
Lyrics
I can’t help wondering where we’re headed after sex
When the noose of commitment tightens ‘round our necks
The fates may know what’s comin’ next
But I can’t help wondering where we’re headed after sex
The candles and the music, thick and steamy air
lilacs and daffodils in in your hair
I smile through the whispers as your essence draws me in
The scent of darkness against my vim
I can’t help wondering where we’re headed after sex
When the noose of commitment tightens ‘round our necks
The fates may know what’s comin’ next
But I can’t help wondering where we’re headed after sex
The absence and the flashes, the shot you sold to me
Each one of us pretending we were meant to be
The silence and the grinning, the mysteries left unsaid
Sorrow and emptiness left for dead
I can’t help wondering where we’re headed after sex
When the noose of commitment tightens ‘round our necks
The fates may know what’s comin’ next
But I can’t help wondering where we’re headed after sex
Fragments of heartache twisted in despair
Fade to promise everywhere
Cycles of sadness join days gone by
Inside the depths of your eyes
I can’t help wondering where we’re headed after sex
When the noose of commitment tightens ‘round our necks
The fates may know what’s comin’ next
But I can’t help wondering where we’re headed after sex
Words & Music by John Banrock
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