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