If there’s a god then maybe god
Has big little tricks and treats for everybody
I sit here waiting
Dust accumulates between my ears
Look through a peep hole in the sky
Cover me in clouds completely
Strike me down with lightning
I want to be born again
Is there a dream catcher strong enough
To hold onto my dreams?
I begged a shadow to stay after dark
Asked the mountains not to stray far
Counted dots on a ladybug
All without luck
Of finding somebody
To make it all disappear
Beyond there he lies dormant
Pray to god or to whoever
To let the grass sit still
