Electric Chair.

Electric Chair

Its hard to see its hard to speak
unless you have the words
the answer that you seek
can be near or far
dont matter what star
you turn left at
if you havent got a map
then you havent got a map
mouth drops open as a mouse gets
cracked
shaking in a hand
minds gone blank
beautifull creatures
keep coming through the glass
come in through the glass
on the grass
off the grass
love the taxi
on the grass
off the grass
cant sleep
cant eat
dont know
what to say
every choice made
sunlight or rain
whats worse
knowing it didnt use to be
this way
no morals
no questions
no stage
just act
you cant see
my eyes smile
as i draw in pen
on your back
a new tatoo
heaven is bare skin
we the glass
break through
diving of
water falls
on empty chairs
opposite feet
it would be easy
to fall back
slip into the carpet
swallowed by the soft lake
of the floor
to swim fish swim
or begin to sink
i see your colours
bright like a night
full of lights and stars
shining all over as you waltz through the ocean
i drift further into my own skin
dropping beneath the floorboards
of the chair im sitting in
water stones
floating down with a feather and a hammer
till im standing underground
surrounded by the cat whisker people
who live in mock tudor houses
below our feet
somewhere ive never been before
these sleek haired red cloaked creatures
in the nose more rats than cats
walk in shabby circles
they dance without moving
i have to ask
have you always been here?
is it alright that im here?
if they could they would reply
open their arms out wide
instead they keep them hidden with their voices
robed inside
i dont know why
i look up
id rather stay here with the cat whisker people
then go back to sitting in the chair
sitting in the chair
i can see the patterns of the ocean carpet
everythings wet
psy trance rave
electric fish
ghost past a sinking feather
scales shimmer beautiful
hammer floating on top of the sea
not even damp
the lady standing opposite me gives up on the broken mouse
sulks off
there are people sitting on shelfs like books with broken spines
dont know where they're swimming too next
they havent got a map
havent got a map
i havent got a map
havent got a map