Other World – Allman Brown

Sunlight on my window
And it feels so hot, this glass might just explode
Tiles tessellate at my feet
They go on forever, I suppose

And the person in the mirror
They smile at me before they turn away

Inside every one of us
There’s a whole other world
Full of strange beautiful things
Both weird and absurd
Inside every one of us
There’s a whole other world

Stories unravel
In my mind like the loose ends of a thread
Photographs stand on mental pieces
These rooms seem to breathe around me

And the person in the mirror
They smile at me before they turn away

Inside every one of us
There’s a whole other world
Full of strange beautiful things
Both weird and absurd
Inside every one of us
There’s a whole other world

Inside every one of us
There’s a whole other world
Full of strange beautiful things
Both weird and absurd
Inside every one of us
There’s a whole other world

Moonlight on my window
And it feels so cold, this glass might just explode