Since I moved into this home
I’m by myself but not alone
Not just trespassers in this space
But something else about the place
The fields were full of caravans
And fire and kids and pots and pans
After that night they packed and went
But something stayed, something intent
On tricking me, to think I’m mad
Why did you buy this place though dad?
A barn for sale, a bargain true
It couldn’t fail to make a few
Just one small problem, hear those chants?
They come from those itinerants
No one can move them, make them leave
My dad said I can son, believe
Believe I did, he gets stuff done
He gets his friends, they think it’s fun
They run the doors, they call the shots
They’re always clearing problem plots
As for me, I didn’t mind
The gypsies on the land behind
I got the keys, space of my own
All by myself but not alone
I called my friends, lets all get mooned
Get some acid, pick some shrooms
Meet mad Charlie, get some artane
Play that group illusion game
The drug that travels time and space
You see the same things off your face
Beyond this land outside this home
Are miles and miles of Roman roads
Around the farms they’re far from straight
They seem to do a figure eight
And doing laps on that first night
A brilliant army, dressed in white
We heard them first but then we saw
Hundreds of them, heard their roar
In the morning no-one spoke
He’s fucking mad that Charlie bloke.
But in the evening Ste and Chris
Messaged me to discuss this
Did we all see a roman army?
Or are we going fucking barmy?
What the hell did Charlie bring?
Or were we all just seeing things?
I went the window out the back
And saw a woman in the nack
Dancing under pale moonlight
Her hair flame red, on that still night.
I don’t know why but it’s a fact
That dancing witch made me relax
I told the lads to stop their fretting
Get some weed and get the ket in
Come back round we’ll have round two
There’s not much else round here to do
So what if there are ghosts out here?
What’s the issue? What’s to fear?
Some excitement here at last
We’ve found a portal to the past
I didn’t notice at the time
The witch, her physique so sublime
The lack of gypsies out their vans
Singing, fighting, drinking cans
Of all the types of likelihoods
They’d probably gone into the woods
But where they even there that night?
While soldiers marched across their site
Cos if they were I didn’t see
And that’s just not at all like me.
The lads came back and we discussed
The source of all this new found fuss
Chris said that day around the square
He’d seemed to slip from here to there
Perhaps hungover from the gear
He'd glimpsed a time that wasn’t near
In Clintons cards he’d seen some men
At first he’d thought a stag or hen
Dressed in olden clothes he thought
But birthday cards could not be bought
This was a Clinton’s Cards no more
But someone’s house with wooden floor
The folk in there turned round to stare
Yet suddenly he wasn’t there
Now back in Clintons in an aisle
He’d pondered this a little while
Am I normal, am I nuts?
Shops don’t just turn into old huts
I’m glad that’s it’s not only me
Said pensive looking little Ste
When Ste had woken in his bed
He’d seen a woman dressed in red
Climb out of his bedroom window
This was the seventeenth floor up though
His dream had been quite wet he said
Lucid sex this woman red
At once she’d seemed both young and old
Sometimes warm but mostly cold
The thing he seemed most scared to share
Was that he’d almost followed her
About to tell what I had done
While they’d been having all the fun
I got confused and couldn’t say
Exactly what I’d done that day
I didn’t know where I had been
Just some sprinklings of a dream
Had I been down in the wood?
Or in my bed misunderstood?
And as I tried to find the truth
My thoughts took off right through the roof
And from that space above my home
I peered down on those roman roads
It did look like a figure eight
That passed right through the garden gate
Flowing round the whole vicinity
It’s not an eight, but sign infinity
A sprawling inward folding outward
Fractal patterns I’d encountered
At once my mind’s eye hammered down
Through the house and underground
And through dimensions not yet known
My tiny human mind was blown
But all fell open in the clear
Between some trees I saw her there
What caused this to happen?
What caused me to fall?
Under the floorboards
That lay in the hall
And just keep on falling
Down through mud
Down through the rocks
And into the wood
Well...
2b or not 2b?
When 2cb could be 2cp
This clan of chems is a big family
And cousins act quite differently
A lot of these chems
Are really quite similar
The molecule changed
Just about the perimeter
Where there was a pos
Maybe theres now a neg
The neg there affects
What goes on in your head
And where once was a neg
Praps there's now a pos
The pos takes your thunks
And inverts them of course
Could tripping explain where I’d ended up then?
Seeing is one thing but being is ten
Ten things and more, this was more than a trip
More than an atom mutated a bit
This was for real, whatever that is
Physical space, I was there with the witch
She looked right inside me, I knew I was hers
Gone was the panic the worries and cares.
But when she came over and sat in my lap
It felt less like a cuddle and more like a trap
Her scent was so gorgeous I just couldn’t breathe
Her thighs round my waist said that I couldn’t leave
She closed over my eyes as we started to kiss
I gave in to her power, felt this infinite bliss
I opened my eyes, I was out of the trance
Chris giggled “dude have you jizzed in your pants?”
The next thing I knew was a different horn
Noises commotion and trucks on the lawn
I would have sworn blind I'd just been with the witch
But this looked like morning and this was a ditch
How had I ended up here in this state
Dad shouting what the fucks going on mate?
He gave me his coat and continued to shout
It was then that I noticed my nob hanging out
Why are you like this? What've you been doing?
I could tell by his tone that this trouble was brewing
I said I don't know don't remember a thing
But does anyone know why they do anything?
Like dad what did you do to end up right here?
Did you plot your own path, is it really that clear?
If you could think it all back and retrace every move
What do you think that those footsteps might prove?
An illusion of choice and a sense of free will?
We watch this on rails and our options are nil
He said son you've been smoking the wrong stuff again
Get home and get showered while we get rid of them
I said dad please don't move them you don't understand
He said son you just said that its already planned
I gotta admit that he’d owned me quite good
So I picked myself up looked away from the wood
And over his shoulder and off past the farm
I saw that red witch heading back to the barn
So I nodded to dad and I followed her back
Hoping she'd give me some knowledge I lacked
But when I arrived and I walked through the door
She was talking to me at the end of the hall
And I looked at me, and me 2 looked right back
Me 2 shouts she gives you that knowledge you lacked
And I was so shocked at this new shit you know
Me 2 shouted chill you’ll be me in a mo
And me 2 wandered off as the witch walked to me
She said time isn’t what you assume it to be
She said moments exist in more than one place
She said time is the same as the thing you call space
And she said as we walked to the end of the hall
That I would appear in a min through the door
And that I’d be freaked out but it’s all for the best
If you help yourself out of this weird looping mess
So as Me 3 arrived at the door out the back
I shouted she gives you that knowledge you lacked
The witch whispered thanks but you really must go
So I shouted chill out you’ll be me in a mo
And with that I walked out, off were Me 2 had gone
But Me 2 was me now and Me 3 was 1.
I’d had quite enough of this time paradox
So I went up the stairs for some undies and socks
I looked out the window and back at the ditch
What caught my eye first was the oncoming witch
And over the field I was following her here
So when I arrived it all became clear
That the loop seemed to start when my dad finished talking
As I looked past his head and started my walking
And the loop seemed to end when I got to the door
When I would respawn on the ditch’s damp floor
I watched this repeat again and again
And started to think about how it could change
Like if I got out and went round the back
I could go see my dad at the moment I’d passed
I’d have a few seconds to tell him to leave
But what could I say that he would believe?
As I thought about this then I suddenly saw
Me circling round from the side stable door
I was fully clothed and approaching my pop
As Me 1 walked passed him, new Me did hop
Right into his face and grabbed hold of his arm
As he tried to turn around to look back at the barn
To look at Me 1 and then back at Me New
And started to shake as I guess you would too
It was then that I thought that I’d have to get dressed
And follow myself out this time looping mess
I started to wonder what I must have said
But figured it would just appear in my head
So I walked down the stairs and out of the stable
But this wasn’t out, and I wasn’t able
To see where this was, perhaps a dark tunnel?
That shrinked as I moved as if it were a funnel
I squeezed out the end and was back with the lads
As Chris giggled ‘Dude, have you jizzed in your pants?’
I’m by myself but not alone
Not just trespassers in this space
But something else about the place
The fields were full of caravans
And fire and kids and pots and pans
After that night they packed and went
But something stayed, something intent
On tricking me, to think I’m mad
Why did you buy this place though dad?
A barn for sale, a bargain true
It couldn’t fail to make a few
Just one small problem, hear those chants?
They come from those itinerants
No one can move them, make them leave
My dad said I can son, believe
Believe I did, he gets stuff done
He gets his friends, they think it’s fun
They run the doors, they call the shots
They’re always clearing problem plots
As for me, I didn’t mind
The gypsies on the land behind
I got the keys, space of my own
All by myself but not alone
I called my friends, lets all get mooned
Get some acid, pick some shrooms
Meet mad Charlie, get some artane
Play that group illusion game
The drug that travels time and space
You see the same things off your face
Beyond this land outside this home
Are miles and miles of Roman roads
Around the farms they’re far from straight
They seem to do a figure eight
And doing laps on that first night
A brilliant army, dressed in white
We heard them first but then we saw
Hundreds of them, heard their roar
In the morning no-one spoke
He’s fucking mad that Charlie bloke.
But in the evening Ste and Chris
Messaged me to discuss this
Did we all see a roman army?
Or are we going fucking barmy?
What the hell did Charlie bring?
Or were we all just seeing things?
I went the window out the back
And saw a woman in the nack
Dancing under pale moonlight
Her hair flame red, on that still night.
I don’t know why but it’s a fact
That dancing witch made me relax
I told the lads to stop their fretting
Get some weed and get the ket in
Come back round we’ll have round two
There’s not much else round here to do
So what if there are ghosts out here?
What’s the issue? What’s to fear?
Some excitement here at last
We’ve found a portal to the past
I didn’t notice at the time
The witch, her physique so sublime
The lack of gypsies out their vans
Singing, fighting, drinking cans
Of all the types of likelihoods
They’d probably gone into the woods
But where they even there that night?
While soldiers marched across their site
Cos if they were I didn’t see
And that’s just not at all like me.
The lads came back and we discussed
The source of all this new found fuss
Chris said that day around the square
He’d seemed to slip from here to there
Perhaps hungover from the gear
He'd glimpsed a time that wasn’t near
In Clintons cards he’d seen some men
At first he’d thought a stag or hen
Dressed in olden clothes he thought
But birthday cards could not be bought
This was a Clinton’s Cards no more
But someone’s house with wooden floor
The folk in there turned round to stare
Yet suddenly he wasn’t there
Now back in Clintons in an aisle
He’d pondered this a little while
Am I normal, am I nuts?
Shops don’t just turn into old huts
I’m glad that’s it’s not only me
Said pensive looking little Ste
When Ste had woken in his bed
He’d seen a woman dressed in red
Climb out of his bedroom window
This was the seventeenth floor up though
His dream had been quite wet he said
Lucid sex this woman red
At once she’d seemed both young and old
Sometimes warm but mostly cold
The thing he seemed most scared to share
Was that he’d almost followed her
About to tell what I had done
While they’d been having all the fun
I got confused and couldn’t say
Exactly what I’d done that day
I didn’t know where I had been
Just some sprinklings of a dream
Had I been down in the wood?
Or in my bed misunderstood?
And as I tried to find the truth
My thoughts took off right through the roof
And from that space above my home
I peered down on those roman roads
It did look like a figure eight
That passed right through the garden gate
Flowing round the whole vicinity
It’s not an eight, but sign infinity
A sprawling inward folding outward
Fractal patterns I’d encountered
At once my mind’s eye hammered down
Through the house and underground
And through dimensions not yet known
My tiny human mind was blown
But all fell open in the clear
Between some trees I saw her there
What caused this to happen?
What caused me to fall?
Under the floorboards
That lay in the hall
And just keep on falling
Down through mud
Down through the rocks
And into the wood
Well...
2b or not 2b?
When 2cb could be 2cp
This clan of chems is a big family
And cousins act quite differently
A lot of these chems
Are really quite similar
The molecule changed
Just about the perimeter
Where there was a pos
Maybe theres now a neg
The neg there affects
What goes on in your head
And where once was a neg
Praps there's now a pos
The pos takes your thunks
And inverts them of course
Could tripping explain where I’d ended up then?
Seeing is one thing but being is ten
Ten things and more, this was more than a trip
More than an atom mutated a bit
This was for real, whatever that is
Physical space, I was there with the witch
She looked right inside me, I knew I was hers
Gone was the panic the worries and cares.
But when she came over and sat in my lap
It felt less like a cuddle and more like a trap
Her scent was so gorgeous I just couldn’t breathe
Her thighs round my waist said that I couldn’t leave
She closed over my eyes as we started to kiss
I gave in to her power, felt this infinite bliss
I opened my eyes, I was out of the trance
Chris giggled “dude have you jizzed in your pants?”
The next thing I knew was a different horn
Noises commotion and trucks on the lawn
I would have sworn blind I'd just been with the witch
But this looked like morning and this was a ditch
How had I ended up here in this state
Dad shouting what the fucks going on mate?
He gave me his coat and continued to shout
It was then that I noticed my nob hanging out
Why are you like this? What've you been doing?
I could tell by his tone that this trouble was brewing
I said I don't know don't remember a thing
But does anyone know why they do anything?
Like dad what did you do to end up right here?
Did you plot your own path, is it really that clear?
If you could think it all back and retrace every move
What do you think that those footsteps might prove?
An illusion of choice and a sense of free will?
We watch this on rails and our options are nil
He said son you've been smoking the wrong stuff again
Get home and get showered while we get rid of them
I said dad please don't move them you don't understand
He said son you just said that its already planned
I gotta admit that he’d owned me quite good
So I picked myself up looked away from the wood
And over his shoulder and off past the farm
I saw that red witch heading back to the barn
So I nodded to dad and I followed her back
Hoping she'd give me some knowledge I lacked
But when I arrived and I walked through the door
She was talking to me at the end of the hall
And I looked at me, and me 2 looked right back
Me 2 shouts she gives you that knowledge you lacked
And I was so shocked at this new shit you know
Me 2 shouted chill you’ll be me in a mo
And me 2 wandered off as the witch walked to me
She said time isn’t what you assume it to be
She said moments exist in more than one place
She said time is the same as the thing you call space
And she said as we walked to the end of the hall
That I would appear in a min through the door
And that I’d be freaked out but it’s all for the best
If you help yourself out of this weird looping mess
So as Me 3 arrived at the door out the back
I shouted she gives you that knowledge you lacked
The witch whispered thanks but you really must go
So I shouted chill out you’ll be me in a mo
And with that I walked out, off were Me 2 had gone
But Me 2 was me now and Me 3 was 1.
I’d had quite enough of this time paradox
So I went up the stairs for some undies and socks
I looked out the window and back at the ditch
What caught my eye first was the oncoming witch
And over the field I was following her here
So when I arrived it all became clear
That the loop seemed to start when my dad finished talking
As I looked past his head and started my walking
And the loop seemed to end when I got to the door
When I would respawn on the ditch’s damp floor
I watched this repeat again and again
And started to think about how it could change
Like if I got out and went round the back
I could go see my dad at the moment I’d passed
I’d have a few seconds to tell him to leave
But what could I say that he would believe?
As I thought about this then I suddenly saw
Me circling round from the side stable door
I was fully clothed and approaching my pop
As Me 1 walked passed him, new Me did hop
Right into his face and grabbed hold of his arm
As he tried to turn around to look back at the barn
To look at Me 1 and then back at Me New
And started to shake as I guess you would too
It was then that I thought that I’d have to get dressed
And follow myself out this time looping mess
I started to wonder what I must have said
But figured it would just appear in my head
So I walked down the stairs and out of the stable
But this wasn’t out, and I wasn’t able
To see where this was, perhaps a dark tunnel?
That shrinked as I moved as if it were a funnel
I squeezed out the end and was back with the lads
As Chris giggled ‘Dude, have you jizzed in your pants?’
