There I stood like a tall birch tree
Hanging on to my roots for dear life
You spoke of a thousand winds
Everytime you open your mouth
Yet I listen with my ears closed
And with eyes wide shut
I bought a lotto ticket
And went shopping for a day
I drove a car with a motorcycle helmet on my head
It would seem nice to go out on the sun
Music to my ears are those chirping birds
Wouldn’t you like to fly too?
Swimming and fishing don’t go together
When piranhas are on the lake
Have you been to….
…mind is still blank.