Forget who you are for a while – feel static and mindless for a while. Be the bubble in the glass and by all means wish that it wold last.
stand high, above the world and just be and maybe you’d remember where i have been.
drive your bubble up and down let it go through all the people all over town – take a detour, see the streets, wonder if this is where you are?
can you imaging being there and could you image never wanting to stare?
Be today a little grey, a neurtal colour that walks instead of runs – be a little less hasty and let down your hair – you are the only person in the world.
can it be easy, can it fair – does it really matter – does anybody really care?
it may just be that somewhere you’ll find, its not being that that counts it what it means to you.