This isnt me.

[Jerrybaldy]

The trees are on fire, the trees are on fire,
The roundabout's spinning and the trees are on fire.
The sun's too big, the sun's too big,
The sun's too big and the trees are on fire.
This isn't me, it's him over there
This isn't me, it's him over there.
The trees are on fire, the trees are on fire
The sun's too big, the roundabout's spinning
And the trees are on fire.
My head doesn't fit
And the trees are on fire
The trees are on fire.
The sun's too big, the sun's too big
This isn't me, it's him over there
This isn't me, it's him over there.
The trees are on fire, the trees are on fire
The roundabout's spinning and the trees are on fire
That's not my mum it's somebody else's
That's not my mum it's somebody else's.
My mum doesn't fit
My heads on fire
The trees are too big and the sun's on fire.
This isn't me it's HIM over there
This isn't me it's HIM over there.
The sun's too big
The sun's too big
The roundabout's spinning
The trees are on fire.
My heart's too big
My heart's too big
My chest is on fire, my heart's too big.
The trees are on fire, the trees are on fire
The roundabout's spinning and the trees are on fire.
This isn't me
It's him over there.
The sun's too big,
The sun's too big
The trees are on fire
The trees are on fire.
I lost my love
And the trees are on fire.

[Jerrybaldy]

Adios Nutters

[AuntShecky]

Adios Nutters

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[tailor STATELY]

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The trees are on fire, the trees are on fire,
The roundabout's spinning and the trees are on fire.
The sun's too big, the sun's too big,
The sun's too big and the trees are on fire.
This isn't me, it's him over there
This isn't me, it's him over there.
The trees are on fire, the trees are on fire
The sun's too big, the roundabout's spinning
And the trees are on fire.
My head doesn't fit
And the trees are on fire
The trees are on fire.
The sun's too big, the sun's too big
This isn't me, it's him over there
This isn't me, it's him over there.
The trees are on fire, the trees are on fire
The roundabout's spinning and the trees are on fire
That's not my mum it's somebody else's
That's not my mum it's somebody else's.
My mum doesn't fit
My heads on fire
The trees are too big and the sun's on fire.
This isn't me it's HIM over there
This isn't me it's HIM over there.
The sun's too big
The sun's too big
The roundabout's spinning
The trees are on fire.
My heart's too big
My heart's too big
My chest is on fire, my heart's too big.
The trees are on fire, the trees are on fire
The roundabout's spinning and the trees are on fire.
This isn't me
It's him over there.
The sun's too big,
The sun's too big
The trees are on fire
The trees are on fire.
I lost my love
And the trees are on fire.
This nutter enjoyed your poem and neglected to say so earlier... Comments seem few and far between anymore.

The desperation your protagonist portrayed by repetition is heart-wrenching. I did get lost in some of the lines, example: "That's not my mum it's somebody else's./My mum doesn't fit "; "This isn't me it's HIM over there". Perhaps the rantings of one who has lost their mind with grief... I don't know.

Be well,

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY

[Lykren]

Excellent stuff!