Hugo Grayling - I Am Not a Proper Noun Lyrics

Something lavender is singing at my door
It's an animal I haven't seen before
I heard the sound it makes in surgery
When they were rebuilding me

Later on I had a deep absorbing dream
I was listening to recordings of a scream
Something trapped inside the house where I was small
Starving there inside the wall

Then it's Christmas and the sky is filled with lights
Everybody seems content that I'm alright
My reflection's looking awfully thin
Something's happening again

Twenty years, township bill, car alarm

When you're hearing me and picturing yourself
As you're walking through the memory I felt
Your body's shadow writes a different poem
Who am I when you're not home

Now it's Easter and the hard part's nearly done
People sleeping while the television's on
I'm a person I forget to be
Something's happening to me

Twenty years, pension plan, insulin

Something lavender is perching on the wire
I can notice it as I am not on fire
Makes me backward in my own hometown
I am not a proper noun