Wake up wondering what is real

As if you can force yourself to feel

Enchanted by objects, try to screw your head down

Obsessed with symbols, you neglect the space around

you forget the background

Patterns out of focus, forget the hocus pocus,

do what the quaking mess says, regretting what the joke is

Don't be ashamed to take what others have left

and add your own elements

What is you is not you, what is not you is you

background

Because you're the feedback from the first loop

ready to give back to the you group

Seeing is being is freeing the key is agreeing,

nothing can happen to you when you are the happening

You need the background