Alt-J - Powders

Powders in between palms in the dry Pacific night
Hands pulling me to a new place

I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man
I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man
I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man
I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man

'Free house'
Greatest two words to hear at sixteen
Glee, you've arrived
Floral notes from your friends, in between the crowd we lock eyes

"This fragrance should elevate your handsomeness"

She's looking up from the packaging and smiling
I know this girl, I've seen her at school

"Then I'll take a palette!" I laugh

The snap of my quip is caught under another shopper asking for directions to the restroom

She turns back to me
"Would you like this gift-wrapped?"

"No thank you"
I watch her hands

"Okay, that'll be 49.95"

I think I love her

I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man
I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man
I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man
I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man
I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man