What if it was what we think it is not what we have and we've got it all wrong?

Imagine a song with the words back to front, upside down or a town that you know but have never been to,
or to see through dark glass where the light cannot pass and to tell the time what time never tells you.

What if it was and we think that it was because we think that we know it all?

Let the sword of Damocles fall on me,
service at four
then crumpets for tea,
it is Sunday after all.

I think.