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