dissociate

Laying alone, I dissociate Laying alone I saw a picture frame, and it turned out to be a mirror My reflection's so much clearer when I'm not aware it's me I saw a maple tree It was growing in my head when everybody else was dead and I climbed up it just to see I saw myself again, but I stood outside my being I could understand that being isn't all there is to be I see the future now, got too distracted by the present to remember that my head is not a vehicle for fear And it's a long way down if you fall And it's a long way up if you don't And it's a long way down if you fall And it's a long way out, so I sit in the centre and I ponder my assent just for it all It's a lot easier to imagine ending things (to imagine ending things) When I'm watching myself from the third person (from the third person) It's a lot easier to imagine changing things (to imagine changing things) When I'm watching myself from the third person (from the third person)