When things have been said so many times

You repeat back as if your learning lines

It’s so easy to fall into this trap

Cos once you get there, you can’t get back



As I get older I wonder what I’ll do

When I make my own choices and they say its up to you

Cos right now I’m feeling safe its all the same

But in a few years if I’m nowhere its me to blame



Picture frame, books and shelves, not afraid by myself

Metal strings, glowing tubes, Bessie Smith, sings the blues

Key and lock, dirty clothes, misunderstood poets prose

Dreaming with open minds, repeating back, learning lines

Learing lines, learning lines, learning lines



People around seem to have their heads screwed on

But dreaming’s become my life I’m finding it hard to move on

It’d be so easy if I wanted to charter survey

Knowing my future down to a year or a day



Picture frame, books and shelves, not afraid by myself

Metal strings, glowing tubes, Bessie Smith, sings the blues

Key and lock, dirty clothes, misunderstood poets prose

Dreaming with open minds, repeating back, learning lines

Learing lines, learning lines, learning lines