We’re all here but we’re going around
We all know why we’re still around
But our fists won’t forget
In the last sunbeam until night

Let me be free of these words
Let me just
Slip into your skin
For a while

The content machine has tired brakes
Turning in the driveway

It’s raining in a warm way
It tickles
Like a hug

Devolution on the beach
What a surprise
This is why we hear
The songs of a city

My head is heavy but it’s floating high
My body is dancers
In the sunlight
All around

Navigating memories in a bubble
On the water
Of a dream