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I press my face to the carpet
I fill my lungs with the past
Thread, design, fibrous feeling
I thought that the feeling would last
There is the finest of detail
There’s an impression that’s cast
But there is a plain imperfection
That lies like a stain on the past

Ever on my own
But never alone
Carpet dreaming

Here there were valleys and rivers
Here there were mountains and plains
The past is an Indian giver
The carpet is covered in stains
See how I’ve rubbed at the centre
Rubbed ‘til the surface has frayed
Edges defined by attention
You’d think that the edges would fade

Ever on my own
But never alone
Carpet dreaming

Now I’ve taken time to consider
Why scars that I couldn’t explain
Kept leaning me into the mirror
And what was the cause of the stain?

Bundles of boyhood lie scattered
Markers now long left behind
You never know what really mattered
You never know quite what you’ll find
This was a landscape of longing
Languorous moments of lust
Now I lie here bent on belonging
And find I’m allergic to dust

Ever on my own
But never alone
Carpet dreaming

Why would you choose to be lonely?
Why would you choose to be lost?
Why are we always recounting
To forever be counting the cost?

So I’ll dance with my darling ‘til morning
I’ll sing anything but the blues
Won’t go stumbling into a future
Of cancer and comfortable shoes
For here there were valleys and rivers
Here there were wondrous things
Sure the past is an Indian giver
But it (the past) taught me how to sing
And all I can do is sing….

Ever on my own
But never alone
Never on my own
Forever alone
Carpet dreaming


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