Someone s hanging out
We can t forget about.
Things that people do
when they re free.
Like visitors from space
It s hard to find a place
To blend in and go unrecognized.

I m waiting for a sign
I m standing on the road
My mind outstretched to you.
I m picking something up
I m letting something go
Like a dog I m fetching
this for you.

Pictures in mind:
Rows of poppy fields
Harmony entwined
Changing gears that grind.
Pictures in my mind.

Pictures in my brain:
Electrical energy
Fighting drugs with pain
There s a war inside.
Pictures in my brain.

I m looking for a job
I don t know what I m doing
My software s
not compatible with you.
But this I can t deny
I know that you can fly
Cause I m here
on the ground without you.

Angel without wings
Owner without things
Sharpshooter
without rings around you.
The road we used to ride
Together side by side
Has flowers pushing
through the dotted line.

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