There’s no REM
In the things that you thought I am
And other reasons to bring you back
Are yellow brick under feet

There’s a shame in me
It’s the same as the one in you
Though it keeps all the history
And falsities true

It’s only a dream if you’re afraid
But if you are happy, then it is real
And solvents don’t solve anything

It’s in Daylesford
It’s in Easter eggs, Sex Pistols
Tearing holes in jeans, cardigans
And any other repeat

You’re in my ibuprofen
And the rest of my medicine
And you are worth the constipation
Do I constipate you?

Every prayer is heard
Otherwise he’s just not concerned
But I guess that it’s my problem
Not a problem for him

No more vomit lies
In her name ‘cause it won’t surprise
All my friends who don’t know what’s real
Only know what they think

It’s only a dream if you’re afraid
But if you are happy, then it is real
And solvents don’t solve anything

Evergreen portals
In our wardrobes where no one knows
Hard to hide as my psyche grows
And inside the songs

Told to Horner my shame
He believes we are one and the same
It could be my delusion to blame
But he’s wrong about that

Between the earth
And me is an older girth
Expectations of newer thirsts
Could assuage all the old

Give your sharp objects
The attention your heartaches heed
Was it emptier than our sex?
Any less you could need

But in liquor we
Had inflated reality
Now realities boring and
My hopes are mundane

It’s so fucking vague
Such a meaning is better played
As an act that is poignant and
Makes you flesher than me

It’s only a dream if you’re afraid
But if you are happy, then it is real
And solvents don’t solve anything

Was it wrong to think
That I’d get you alone again?
That I’d ripen before I stink
All the pieces re-piece

Since your breast became
But a breeding of things okay
In my life at this moment they
They don’t mean a thing

Should I fuck again?
Should I cut myself over you?
Should my sermon even mention
Our past that we made?

Any sickness I own
Is the dearth of all pain I was prone
To infect and to fester those
I have illness to boast

Shed the skin you kiss
I can peel though I’ll probably miss
By the beach is a turtle shell
Like the one of your fringe

I have no crumbs left
No pet salad, no dunce cake left
Kapp Loo Tree burned a million years
And Odette wasn’t born

Evergreen shall dry
Shall remain a forgotten time
When my thoughts thought its power higher
Than the real world could permit

It’s only a dream if you’re afraid
But if you are happy, then it is real
And solvents don’t solve anything

Fuck it I’ll get high
I’ll get pissed and I’ll wonder why
Wonder who, what, when, how you’ll bide
With no story to breathe

Mr Lowes will sigh
Mrs Lowes will regret she thought
That my writing was worth her time
My exams were appalling

Daniel will forget
I had lived in the time he spent
As a dreamer behind the lens
That I was what he had thought

Rhys can’t play guitar
But it never meant anything
Though I thought I was better yet
I was just arrogant

When I quit my act
I began a new puppet show
And my puppets were enemies
That embraced my existence

Living closer to
Artificial beliefs I took
Took for real when nothing seemed
Worth the time of my faith

Through Easter time
No companions, just marathons
Of comedians, TV shows
You’ve forgotten the cross

You look tired, friend
Lay your head up against the trends
Shown in papers and magazines
That you keep as a reference

My diminished chords
Will revive you if any more
Lullabies numb your hurts and hells
Without heaven in you

It’s only a dream if you’re afraid
But if you are happy, then it is real
And solvents don’t solve anything

Sprays and aerosols
Scoff the tablets to peak before
Any friends intervene to show
Any human compassion

You’re invisible
Doesn’t mean you’re in happiness
To see that a wall exists
Between you and us kids

Patricia, I’ll fall
Every time in the mention of
Your name or your face and more
Of your prayers to God

Eating bread and wine
Without reason to keep my pride
In religion though I don’t mind
‘Cause they’re probably right

As a band-aid does
It’s the codeine that covers scars
You can burn it but leave your mark
So I know you were here

There’s a cure for
Teenage boredom, but I don’t know
It’s not worth it to tell them all
‘Cause they’ll probably get bored

Illuminati
It’s as far as my eyes could see
But I’ve got the twice the eyes they need
So I’ll see more than them

And my body’s sick
It won’t settle for one ailment
It’ll try any illness it
Feels compatible with

They all got their wish
The demise of the length of hair
That had made me distinctive since
I became their student

Hate my instrument
‘Twas the worse thing to happen to me
Thought my life would complete itself
From the ink of my pen

I was always wrong
I won’t leave here until you’re gone
I will take myself back to womb
And I’ll be in my room

It’s only a dream if you’re afraid
But if you are happy, then it is real
And solvents don’t solve anything