Instead of a Head

This is not my secret garden
hiding in the space behind my wall
This is not the house I think I grew up in
it looks nothing like it at all
And when I shook you, man, demanding answers,
well I guess you gave me some,
But you gave me none that I could use.
Not one that meant a thing to me
Not one that matches up to my memory

You are not my crooked sibling lying through your teeth to get away
This might be that hole I dug
but that's not why I traveled all this way
This looks like my vicious circle,
though I've thought that many times before
This is not the house I think I grew up in
it looks nothing like it all

And when I shook you man, demanding answers
well I guess you gave me some
But you gave me none that I could use
Not one that meant a thing to me
Not one that matches up to my memory

Instead of a head, I grew a camera
No need to toss and turn, stare all you want
No, it's no big deal now
I can never recall but I always remember



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Robert Visger, Brian Paul Konicek
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