Stop! Stand there in that yellow line That line, yes, painted in yellow Extending relentlessly in horizontals Dividing our world and will keep me away from you
Now I can see you, and so do you You are just 10 steps away from me But 1 more step and you'll break that line, which is yellow No, not the yellow line, your shoes should not touch its edges Oh my poor yellow line
Just an old habit, intoxicating myself in the wonders, Now I wonder, wondering if once you stepped in that yellow line You might see the oddities of my world revolving in solitudes Plain gray celestial bodies and dull stars It's simply really boring there you know..(while shoulders shrugging)
My way of stopping you is such an abomination! Diabolicaly unacceptable! Causing this whole fiasco to be more catastrophic, you can rebuke me if you please How could I? Forgiveness should not be given right? Its too much to be deserved by the person behind those yellow lines which is not you
Now you are walking away I'm just there gazing at your back then back to my precious yellow line I just noticed now, why does the flute i'm playing produces no sound? It looses its voice, must be broken for the first time
No, not in the melancholic blues again I've been too much indulged there Maybe I should paint my moon green? A touch of blue in my sun, Then a little red in my stars Orange in the asteroids then Rainbows in the planets Of course, yellow in my whole universe
Now it's so bizzare and confusing but I love it But nope not to call him back Nor the other shoes to step on that yellow line No shoes should touch my yellow line Now, there i'm sleepy but before that I just realized, Monsters inside you simply be awaken and unleashed through playing with poetries And again, the line which is painted in yellow