The Escapist

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Mike Skinner] All these walls were never really there Nor the ceiling, or the chair I am eking weeks, at peace on a beach I see the breezes, weave the trees These walls, you'll find, are yours and mine Confined not by them, I I'm in times that lie behind my eyelids The sun sets, still the rising silence [Chorus: Wayne Hart Singers & Kevin Mark Trail] I'll not feel no fear 'Cause I'm not really here I'm nowhere near here [Verse 2: Mike Skinner] There's no rain on roof that grates and beats me My favourite tree breaking light to pieces Sprinkling sharded light on me Throw a stone as high as you can And hearing with hand, not hear it land Nothing taxing, dusting sand My window and world spins and twirls The walls then fall, I recall this all White clouds whitewash, faded spotless The weighty shadows, ranges of rocks The cold is all illusion thought up A stroll on the shore, snooze and explore All possibilities in each new morning 'Til satisfied, reaching out, yawning Fish in a big dish, rice and spice Salt over shoulder, never salted so tight The truth I've told was silent sometimes But whose soul does not hide any crimes Wrapped in walls, encircled by work The walls fall, this story occurs No barrier, no boundary, all hours I please (Tick, tick, tick) The freedom to stay or stray Be fiend or friend, 'cause no harm, but charm The peaceful end [Chorus: Wayne Hart Singers & Kevin Mark Trail] I'll not feel no fear 'Cause I'm not really here I'm nowhere near here I'll not feel no fear 'Cause I'm not really here I'm nowhere near here [Verse 3: Mike Skinner] Pale ancient woods strew white sandy bays This ugly room pales away today I'm swimming in the ocean, I sink slow motion Fingers, toes floating Every year 'til yesterday Has seen the eternal setting sea I compare all this to me Little fleeting momentary me I blink my eyes, this is reminding me That life flies in the blink of an eye The old die for reasons, new tides, four seasons New life born is like sneezing All these walls were really never there Nor the ceiling, or the chair I'm eking weeks, at peace on a beach I see the breezes, weave the trees I'm not here at all, you're dearly fooled I see bustling trees, the shush of the sea The mischievous fluttering seagulls No, I'm not trapped in a box, I'm glancing at rocks I'm dancing off docks Since this dance began That's where I am [Chorus: Wayne Hart Singers & Kevin Mark Trail] I'll not feel no fear 'Cause I'm not really here I'm nowhere near here I'll not feel no fear 'Cause I'm not really here I'm nowhere near here [Outro: Mike Skinner] I'm so done