Before The Bread Spoils

Intro

Mm

Put them back on

Same fridge

Same kitchen

Moon sitting in the draining rack

Right

We doing this

Verse 1

Head inna di clouds one sock on the radiator

Toast pops up black smoke alarm narrates it

Butter knife reflecting somewhere I ain't been

Little man inside the chrome says mind if I come in

Told him rent's expensive watched him disappear

Kettle boiled backwards sucked the steam out of the air

Got a text saying where you at I typed around the corner

Corner kept unfolding should've left the house much sooner

Lift arrived full of seawater fish around the buttons

Pressed ground floor an octopus politely pressed another

Nobody looked bothered so I kept my face composed

Reached inside my jacket found a beach between the folds

Hook

Head inna di clouds

Feet still owe the ground

Whole sky turning inside out

Tell them I'm around

Roots inna di soil

Stars caught in the coil

Take the long way through my head

Bring me home before the bread spoils

Verse 2

Supermarket aisle nine wormhole by the spices

Two-for-one on déjà vu same woman checking prices

Picked a tin of kidney beans it whispered my full name

Put it back

Picked another

Little bastard did the same

Frozen peas in orbit tiny green asteroid belt

Security asked need help I said depends what kind of help

He pointed to the checkout with a finger made of smoke

I thanked him like a normal man

That's how you keep afloat

Hook

Head inna di clouds

Feet still owe the ground

Whole sky turning inside out

Tell them I'm around

Roots inna di soil

Stars caught in the coil

Take the long way through my head

Bring me home before the bread spoils

Bridge

Phone buzz

Unknown number

Are you coming back

Voice sounded like me

With a mouthful of thunder

Looked down

Shopping split

Orange rolling slowly

Through a lunar eclipse

Verse 3

Chased it past a sleeping sun underneath a folded road

Caught it by the front door when the street began to close

Key turned

Shoes off

Kitchen where I'd left it

Milk warm

Bread crushed

Managed not to mention it

Sat down with the orange dug a thumbnail through the skin

Smell cut through the static

Let the little room back in

Headphones on the table leaking drums against the wood

I'd been halfway round creation

Hadn't eaten

Probably should

Final Hook

Head inna di clouds

Feet still owe the ground

Whole sky turning inside out

I'm here

I'm around

Roots inna di soil

Stars caught in the coil

Peel the orange

Keep the seeds

Leave the headphones off a while

Outro

Plant by the sink

Looking rough

Been exploring other dimensions

Forgot to water it