Robin Moss - The New Weird

I can see a human right
Make believe by morning
Come to and try to run it through polite
I could be a building site
Hard to believe when your forrest fades in the meadow of a foreign sky
Why
Oh, I'll see it and if I don't
Chameleon into ghost
Here we tumble right down
Have you seen my satellite
Fill the screen and televise but it's only me
There's no volume under the heavens that can easily hide
My love affair with the imagined spaces and feeling fantastic
And I heard something out of view
What'd you hear
I've got a name in the pages
Under an ad for the aging
But the sunrise will turn it to rust
This must just be the new weird
Oh, I'll see it and if I don't
Chameleon into ghost
Here we turn the lights out

Written by:
Benjamin Thompson

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