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