This Universe Is Water Soluble

I was washed clean Ready to start again What it is I don't know Exhaustion, brain washing, sense? I'm not sure if I'm watching myself from afar So after showdown I went to the Game and Country Show as planned (complaining slightly) but then I chose a pomegranate and rose gin that I'll try once but never get round to drinking Saw some cute dogs, had a go at riflery and despite the faff I made of trying to load it was quite a sharp shooter, threw some axes... All is calm, I can still picture myself in tears and I think that's still me The countdown is back on I've gone from all wrong to can do no wrong Maybe I wake in alternate realities when I open and close my eyes Cry away the fabric of a parallel universe and fall straight through Maybe I always have