Buddhabox (dub Symphony)

let’s cross another line

fulfill another promise

try to fill myself with wine

and wake up at the office

I don’t think I work here

don’t recognise your face

I’m feeling quite disorientated

wait, I know this place

can i wander into your life?

you can take a walk in mine

can i wake up in the desert?

thirteen years, a lot of time

my science fiction soundtrack

leaves a lot to be desired

all the diodes down my left side

need to be rewired

If I’m making too much sense

you can whisper in my ear

introspective providence

a consequence of fear

I’m a side-effect of

genuflecting perspicacity

Are you my reward or reprimand?

it’s getting hard to see

you know we’re living in a sci-fi movie

Rutger Hauer’s gonna walk right through next Tuesday

young boys fall in love with their dreams

you’re not a toy, but you’re not what you seem

lose my flow to this nostalgia

I’m sounding insincere

they say “we’re so relieved we found you”

but I’m not really here

you’re like emotional methadone

feels like I lack the chromosome

a synthetic alternative

to being on my own

when I define myself, I find myself

somehow lacking

keep my displacement in the basement

till I’m unpacking

burst open packages of memories

and conversations

my black dog’s become a product

of domestication

but this is not the thing I am

and this is not what I will be

the thing you’re pissing in the wind

is your potential to be free

so fixated on the car-crash

try to tear your gaze away

I don’t need to be this man

DeathBoy’s just a sobriquet