What day is today? I haven't done much sleeping. I can't guess that look on your face... I pass right through you -- Or you through me. ...The feeling is the same, No matter the details.
"The invisible hand," They say it guides us all. That, in combination With your well measured affection, Is perhaps why I feel so small.
I promise, I'm trying to stop, I swear, really, believe me, or is this another game