Denim Dreams

DENIM DREAMS
(prod. Fantom)

I was a floating buoy growling at the moon
You were in a Polaroid howling at your youth
The denim dreams got us stuck in heady years
The denim dreams got us

I was dialling your number in the garden freaking out
You were phasing out the summer charting these new pleated grounds
The denim dreams caught us in clouds that never clear
The denim dreams got us

Drifting in whispers I was local to the lanes
Stained glassed pains, only cathedrals reign
Weathered faces grimace and tut with their dismay
I welcome their disdain
For a while I was hopeful dancing in the street
VHS tapes and taking LSD
Your tabs open windows but mine opened my mind
I tried to survive the world that cried outside
90s filter sunsets and trailing stratus clouds
Crashed when playing curbsy with a friend from out of town
Skipped school days rang a rhythm of the river
I was 16 in the moment shooting shots with empty quivers

I was running on the green searching for fellow peers
They were numbed by the green yearning for peace
But the denim dreams told them life’s made of heavy years
The denim dreams got them

I was pocketing goods from stores I can’t afford
She was crying at the door thinking she couldn’t give me more
The denim dreams caught her in clouds that never clear
The denim dreams got her

The parties played in silence I lit fires in the woods
Growing up in the UK is just no good
Unless your family’s well endowed with wealth and crowns
I call forth the gods to help me drown

Flashlight nights, Lambrini walks
Usurped kings who once stood tall
Bounded chests, societies rope
I cann’t breathe and we cann’t cope
Pint glass thrown, drives too far
Unheard echoes died too fast
White rimmed nose, lines of coke
They couldn’t breathe and I couldn’t cope

Red sky strolls on top of Parliament Hill
Dogs ran to the body I was too fucked up on pills
My boyfriend at the time said that will be you
I thought it was abusive but now I see it’s true

I was running into danger screaming how I needed help
He was cutting out my roots deeming me to weak in health
The denim dreams told him he was better than I
The denim dreams lied

I was bathing in the sweat that soaked into my skin
I was found to be unholy, was to never be forgiven
For the denim dreams that ruled my early years
The denim dreams got me

EJSTOCKLEY 14:38 24-12-2019