Sitting still as stone watching- watching
People walking by you wondering why
No one ever stops to talk or thinks about it
-if they ever did
What if God shuffled by?
One day we might see
Doing not a thing
Breathing just to breathe
We might find some reason
But rushing around seems
What's wrong with the world
Don't lose the dreams inside your head
They'll only be there 'til you're dead
Dream
Lying on the roof counting
The suns that fill the sky I wonder is
Someone in the heavens
Looking back down on me -I'll never know
So much space to believe
Funny when you're small