The Backyard Of My Life

The Madman Theory


Take out your eyes throw them across the room
Backseat your mind break the truth that beams
Don't wish away all of your life
wave goodnight wisdom hello calculated pyramid
Punk stole phantoms frequently flying amazed
She thinks shes seen it all

Always believe spells speak to your spirit
Naked is soul till the end of time
Dont understand your dreams
Mistress and maid jellyfish coins is how your paid
Employee alarm bells sleeping summersaults swim
To your superhero the writings on the wall

Me i need to fix this hole inside my head
Take out all the bad bits and go back to bed
All these thoughts are talking to teenage rebel
Your ears bottle flowers and fruits required taste

Magazine mirror keeps attention separate
Government guys scaremongering medicine for mind
Don't sandbag sympathy sunday is a lazy day
Candles in vain frozen walls crushed
There must be a better way

Infinite change buried deep down long lost dragonflies
Those cracks in the clouds they blend into dust
Strangled magpie how come help is hiding far away
Sixpence tiptoe power wears a face in a jar by the door

Me i don't protect plans somewhere beautiful wings
All these things swollen still standing with eggs
Your friends records offer grateful sound
Everybody loves you when your dead and underground

by Keith Hagger




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