All my clocks are melting

Salvador Dali is running my life

My world has no order

Now that you are gone

 

Both my eyes are on

The same side of my face

Pablo Picasso has taken over my brain

Now that you are gone

 

Free of your control

Everything is different

I believe that it is better

But it's still too soon to tell

 

Dashing up stairways

In an endless circle

As if printed by Escher

Getting nowhere fast

 

I look in the mirror

At the back of my head

Like a Magritte painting

My world is askew

 

I lack substance

Like soluble fish

Corporeal restraints dissolving

Now that you are gone

 

I know what is coming

My reality changing

To one that's much better

Now that you are gone