Picnic by the Princess Lyrics

Cars on the back roads, hundred K to what I'm owed

Civilisation, place to park this heavy load

Hauling family anguish and paddock bombs alike

Easy to pull over in the dead of night and set it all alight

But by the princess, I find me a hidden relic

And it held a physical form, but that could be the psychedelics

Don't know how I knew, but in my mortal soul, I felt

This discovery was nothing but litter from another realm

Impossible entities stopping by for a picnic

Drunk what would kill man with laughter 'til they were sick

And Packed up hastily but not in a sense of panic

This place wasn't worth staying for if they're to beat the traffic

Left us a token but through no intention

Carelessly gifted us deconstruction of existence

As I think on this, feel the snapping of synapses

As the gravity holding my atoms stable relaxes

It's so beautiful out here; let's have a picnic by the roadside

It's so beautiful out here; let's have a picnic by the roadside

It's so beautiful out here; let's have a picnic by the roadside

It's so beautiful out here; let's have a picnic by the roadside

These back roads all lead back to birth

As we run from all we've seen and we've learned

Colours beyond anything we've realised

As I step over the threshold of my mind

The floors of my family home are slick wet

There's a slap delay on each of my timid steps

Don't realise the comforting sound of your footfall

Until us cosmic children are forced again to crawl

My blood pumping at odd intervals

Awkward eye contact with imperceptible

Flowing in veins, terrible unknowable truths

We've come too far from the primordial ooze

We're children playing making up rules

Drowning in the shallow end of the pool

My blood and my skin exist on a different plane

Otherworldly horrors just out of frame

I'm losing my vision; the light burns

Form is all practical; Cronenburg

Keep the lines blurred between dreams and what you can touch

All I've got is air in my lungs and not much