Other World - Allman Brown

Sunlight on my window

And it feels so hot, this glass might just explode

Tiles tessellate at my feet

They go on forever, I suppose

And the person in the mirror

They smile at me before they turn away

Inside every one of us

There’s a whole other world

Full of strange beautiful things

Both weird and absurd

Inside every one of us

There’s a whole other world

Stories unravel

In my mind like the loose ends of a thread

Photographs stand on mental pieces

These rooms seem to breathe around me

And the person in the mirror

They smile at me before they turn away

Inside every one of us

There’s a whole other world

Full of strange beautiful things

Both weird and absurd

Inside every one of us

There’s a whole other world

Inside every one of us

There’s a whole other world

Full of strange beautiful things

Both weird and absurd

Inside every one of us

There’s a whole other world

Moonlight on my window

And it feels so cold, this glass might just explode