i look at people
they are so close
but when i look deep
right into their eyes
i know they are faraway

disembodied voices
not connected to the people
that i see
i could have held forever
i could have held you for real

i do not know who i am
but i am glad to be me
i found myself on a path,
with a sign
and the sign said, ‘to the sea’

in the dripping pouring rain
in my mind,
in my frame,
here we are in the commotion

something i did,
as a child,
which was not my fault
has left me half wild
and with an emotion packed vault

am i just,
a companion of the clouds
or a follower of the sea
am i am living ghost
am i really me

it needs to be neater
it needs a little more respect
the sugar could be sweeter
perhaps i just need more
perhaps it only comes in small bags

a few drinks
empty glasses on the bar
but one more drink
is a journey too far