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)