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