Need new curtain rods
More Nespresso pods
But I don't feel like driving (driving)
Don't know what the matter is
But I fight my demons with
Spears of asparagus
Pull down the bamboo blinds
Pour out the natural wine
Re-read the opening line
And as the Amazon burns
I water my little fern
I bought on Amazon Prime
When I wanted your hand you were just a mirage
And now you want to make plans
But I'm just a collage of everything you've ever dreamed of
Winter morning sun
Get the Wordle done
Watching Wimbledon
On a giant Samsung
With nowhere to run
And no way to know
Whether I've done enough
Lie on the raffia rug
To Eric Clapton Unplugged
Play tug of war with my pug
Re-watch a scene from The Trip
Wait for the coffee to drip
Into my Carrol Boyes mug
When I wanted your hand you were just a mirage
And now you want to make plans
But I'm just a collage of everything you've ever dreamed of
Something to cleanse your palate now
Like a song in a different key
Or a bowl of coffee beans
Pickled ginger
When I wanted your hand you were just a mirage
And now you want to make plans
But I'm just a collage of everything you've ever dreamed of
When I wanted your hand you were just a mirage
And now you want to make plans
But I'm just a collage of everything
Everything
