ABOP

I’m home alone in your flat, bed sheets around my head
The hum of daytime TV moans like the Walking Dead
Dive into the darkness, and it is thick and black
Blooms of phosphorescence cover my throat and back
A bloom of phosphorescence ignites around my form
Like chalk around a body, like light inside a storm
Dive into the darkness and it is thick and black
Coats my tongue and tendons, covers my throat and back
I wade in brackish water, eelgrass around my feet
My jeans are wet and dirty, my body craving sleep
Dive into the darkness, and it is thick and black
Blooms of phosphorescence cover my throat and back
I paint the walls with treacle, pour honey on my phone
I put my best T-shirt on, wait for you to come home
Rise into the darkness, and it is thick and black
Blooms of phosphorescence cover my throat and back
Rise into the darkness, and it is thick and black
Blooms of phosphorescence cover my throat and back
I want to sound like a magical sound
I want to be like a magical beast
I want to shop in a magical shop
I want to swim in a magical cave (Oh, yes)
I want to buzz like a magical bee
I want to sound like a magical sound
I want to die in a magical dream
I want to be like a magical beast
I want to climb in a magical tree
I want to shop in a magical shop
I want to dance with a magical boy
I want to swim in a magical cave (Oh, yes)
I want a kiss from a magical girl
I want to sound like a magical sound
I want to sing with a magical band
I want to be like a magical beast
I want to write on a magical wall
I want to shop in a magical shop
I want to wake in a magical bed
I want to swim in a magical cave
(Oh, yes)