Dissociate from July by The Show Continues (In January)

Id stare at the ceiling
Wide awake
Unordinary feelings

I found out I could write them down
I'd lay on the floor
Same as before
I couldn't find the words

I'd listen to pink Floyd
It sounded like my brain
Things I couldn't explain

I found a passage way
Sometimes I can climb out
When my thoughts are somewhat vague

Carousels with and without horses
Imaginary sounds

Involuntary my chest pulses
Out of my brain and all around

Twice more I spot the roses
Tree arrows on the clock

Four eyes I'll crack the lenses
Five fingers to dispose is

A healthy amount
Of ways for me to go about my day
Without being in my body in any way

Carousels with and without horses
Imaginary sounds

Involuntary my chest pulses
Out of my brain and all around

Twice more I spot the roses
Tree arrows on the clock

Four eyes I'll crack the lenses
Five fingers to dispose is

A healthy amount
Of ways for me to go about my day
Without being in my body in any way
Without being in my body in any way

Dissociate

• Alternative
• Progressive Rock
• Progressive Trance
• Rock
• art rock
• experimental rock
• glam rock
• post-punk
• shoegaze
• spoken word poetry
• surround sound
• Montreal