[PLEASE NOTE THAT BANDCAMP DOES NOT PRESERVE ALL TEXT FORMATTING. These lyrics look better in the CD sleeve.]
I am house, I am house, I am house. I am house.
My plan began, pen in my hand,
cascading the ink down
from my head, along my wrist
to settle on page.
Lists and diagrams began
to flow to paper.
The scheme soon came of age.
First stage meant to imbibe cement
- sank right to my feet.
One thing more
a trip to a
DIY store.
I am house, I am house, I am house, I am house.
Big trolley and a shopping list.
The cart assists my heavy feet.
I buy up bricks (that’s a tick),
and some tiles, floor boards and nails,
mortar and more.
I go from store with a front door-
I'm ready.
I force the bricks under skin,
break my jaw to fit the door in,
slide some wires round through my veins
-I'm already sorted for drains.
On my back, build chimney stack.
Cracked my bones to make this home (bricks and mortal).
I'm bent and bruised,
but take the view,
I'm glad to be on ‘property ladder’
In 2019, I was in Salisbury and attended the Alphabet Business Convention without knowing any artist. Lost Crowns was my favourite band that played there. Pablo P.