It's not happening to me This is someone else's life I am flowing in routine Quietly watching from outside
This is a most humorous sadness. You lie in a cradle of harmless untruths Holding the blanket to keep all the warmth From the emotions your mind can't process.
So, you wonder what it is 'Cause it feels like a nonesuch Something special Not that evident Consequential And elaborate Like a trumpet player's kiss Like a piano player's touch.
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This is a most humorous sadness You lie in the cradle of harmless untruths Holding the blanket to keep all the warmth From the emotions your mind can't process.
So you wonder what it is 'Cause it feels like a nonsuch Something amateur Thus so passionate So courageous And spontaneous Like a piano player's kiss Like a trumpet player's touch
You're so sorry that you can't help smiling Remember mistakes, you've made quite a few Things and people seem ornamental Being observed from a bird's-eye view
You're so difficult to catch As you fly above abyss Feeling special And dimensional Non-laboratory And extraordinary Like a piano player's touch Like a trumpet player's kiss