There’s a world in my head
Trickling down down down
There’s a world in my head
Trickling down
No one knows
Just what’s inside of my head
Not even me
Memories
Pictures and thoughts that I’ve had
Unconsciously
There is a world in my head
Trickling down down down
There is a world in my head
Trickling down
And my attic is full
Boxes, bikes and old butterflies
Newspaper clippings a shrine
To everything that was once mine
And is mine
And will always be mine
There is a world in my head
Trickling down down down
There is a world in my head
Trickling down
Acrobats
Party hats
Hole riddled diplomats
Income tax
Persian cats
The smell of grass
Not being there for your heart attacks
Stupid facts
There is a world in my head
Trickling down down down
There is a world in my head
Trickling down
So many voices inside of me
Fragments of everything that I know
So many people inside of me
So much that nobody nobody
No one knows
Just what’s inside of my head
Not even me
Memories
Pictures and thoughts that I’ve had
Unconsciously
There is a world in my head
Trickling down down down
There is a world in my head
Trickling down
