I lie on my back-
Girls walk around
taking pictures
they say that the lighting
makes them feel funny
The river water rushes
swiftly and silently
over the dam
and a scrolling marquee informs me that
TIME STANDS STILL
. . . COMING SOON
I'm talking to you on the phone-
My senses tell me that you're far away
but my spirit knows you're here...
You were here once
You must be here now
Ahh yes, of course-
You are still here
but you have changed form
Now you are three girls
takng pictures
And one boy scribbling
in a notebook
Your body has changed
to a skyline and a raging river
I can see everything from here-
I know just where I want to go
but I can't go there yet...
It's going to take a little bit of time-
But if time stands still
How do I get to you?
The girls are holding up a white sheet
and the model girl is changing behind it
and I can hear her slippind out of her clothes
Some older ladies have entered the frame-
They hold a paper doll in front of a camera
and take pictures of it
against the yellow tinted windows
The girls are leaving-
They say that when they get outside
they're going to be like
"Woah... What is color?"
And I hope they're wrong
because everyone deserves
to see these colors
Miniature people ride minature bicycles
across a miniature bridge that spans
a miniature river
Time stands still