The Room

This town is in my head But I don't feel the need to see it The sun slowly sets But I don't feel the need to be it I'd rather stay in here And find out what it takes to free it People walking slowly through the square With bags and cases I'd rather sit and wonder What stories might be branded on their faces If it were them or me I'd find it quite hard to change places Detailed magic settles in When you wonder what deeds can be broken And I can't help but notice That only certain tongues must be spoken The reflection in the window Though is real, is just a colorful token It past fairly soon And I only had moments to catch it And I couldn't help but wonder If it would take a life-time to match it But it came all filled with holes And I didn't have too long to patch it But it came all bound in shell And it only took a moment to hatch it Yeah, but it came thick like the earth And I had to have three goes to scratch it --- The Room - Acoustic Ladyland