Seems like matchsticks glued by the bottom,
but it’s a beautiful disguise,
seems like a crumbling of cookie dust,
not as tasty, but it’s better for you.You can pack it up,
put it in your pocket,
glue tab a to tab b and see.It’s only a dream,
fall back and you’ll see
escape your dark mind,
escape to the light side.
It’s real enough when you’re here,
and too good to believe when you leave.Fall in love with a face you’ve never seen,
search years to find the bridge to bridge between,
why try to be aware,
you’re a theatre of one.You can pack it up,
put it in your pocket,
glue tab a to tab b and see.It’s only a dream,
fall back and you’ll see
escape your dark mind,
escape to the light side.
It’s real enough when you’re here,
and too good to believe when you leave.
First song I ever wrote in an open tuning, Open D if you’re curious. This song I wrote super quick and it’s super simple. Whenever I seem to want to write a song about nothing, or have no focus or inspiration, I always come back to dreams, because you can frame anything in the context of a dream. Everything that you want to happen or everything you don’t. Impossibilities. They’re all normal in dreams.
When we’re asleep, we’re not effected by life, and all of our flaws and all of our hatreds and doubts and fears go away. We fall back into something purer. Obviously in this song I don’t describe it well, and the lyrics are frankly terrible, but it passed the time.
