Dream House from Promotional Tokens by Faithful Johannes

I’m a disappointment
A fly in the medicine
Or ointment I guess
I dress to impress
But digress frequently
Loopback needlessly
Oh, what was I saying?
I’ve forgotten your name

We moved out of the city
Dream home, felt great
Filtrated our water
Shared vistas and grapes
From the front gate
Up high
But sheltered by pines
The deer were tame
We studied each other’s eyes

Storms came
Almost blew out the fire
Ripped down the fences
Toppled Sitkas and Larches
I learnt card tricks
The biddle grip and overhand shuffle
We replanned, replanted
With no kerfuffle
One cloud-filled night
Drifted off on the sofa
Awoke with a groan to a smoky aroma
Thought I must have let the flames die
Some glitch in my system
Groped my way to the switch
But the power was missing

It was a dream house
My dream wife
I baked bread and muffins
In my dream house
With a pond and a
Green Aga oven
Living my dream life
But maybe always
Something was missing
From my dream house
And dream wife
My ears always ringing

That’s when things got weird
You see
The embers weren’t glowing
They were wet in the grate
Sian went to bed at ten
And said she slept through the night
Stuff just didn’t feel right
I heard moans in the alcoves
Pictures and furniture moving all on their own
‘You’re imagining things’
‘You’re drinking too much port wine’
Red Letters that said I’d missed payments on my court fine
Though I gave Sian the money
To pay it at the co-op
I’d collect my own honey
Take long walks alone
To deep in the forest
Cool though it’s August
Trying to lose myself
And pretty much succeeding
Walks deep in the forest
Cool though it’s August
Trying to lose myself
And pretty much succeeding

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• concious hip hop
• underground hip hop
• Durham