Ha ha, Oh ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha

Lost track of the months

Lost track of the time

I haven’t seen you all

Since we were drinking mulled wine

I had this dream

That our house flooded

Inches away from destruction

Oh I don’t know what it meant, oh, I don’t know what it meant, but I see

Parallels between this universe and the old,

One foot on each plate that’s shifting drifting, slipping, further, slipping drifting away, away

Ha ha, Oh ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha

Oh ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha

I’m a routine worrier

So I check in with the folks

The lines feel blurrier

Each conversation’s like a toke,

Still my physical, station remains just the same

On my bedroom walls, it’s only the curtains that change

Their pattern, orange scattered, sunlight spatters the walls, walls, walls, walls

Oh ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha

Oh ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha

Found new paths to walk

Found a friend in my mind

She doesn’t always talk

So I’ll find ways to pass the time, oh I’ll find ways to pass the time oh

I’ll find ways to pass the time, I’ll find ways to pass the time