And The Days Were Just Packed

You try not to believe what you already know

You walk through neighbourhoods they said you shouldn't go

Just so you can feel

Something that's real

If you though college was hard then wait till twenty-seven

But don't take it too hard, do as when you were eleven

Recreate the scenes

With action figurines

You send armies of dumb questions to invade my thoughts

Like is it possible for rebel astronauts

To smoke cigars on the moon?

Do the deaf lip-read cartoons?

The ghosts have all left town and the neighbours are at war

And we're deafened by the sound of the shops shutting at four

We're filling days

With feeling dazed

There's a place

Secret to this whole hostile race

You can go

But only for those in the know

Take the track in

But it's hidden by brambles and bracken

There'll be square

Signs to direct the way there

You'll find reams

Of planet-print wallpaper dreams

You'll find rhymes

That explain what we did with the times

There's a place

There's a place

There's a place

There's a place