It's an inside out universe
You take pictures of my soul
And place them in a paper bag.
It's a fuller dream than the one you left behind
But the creatures in the mirror swallow you whole.

I'm a fallen leaf in a forest
And you pick me up and take me home
Pressed between two processed pages
I find that I'm never more alone

Like the coke you spilled on the carpet
You never go away
You are a picture in my mind
Of a happy universe
Where I'm always blind
To all but you.