Like dust
Floating through the air
Watching people stare
And I wonder what it is that I do
The thinking isn't real
The being doesn't feel
And I wonder what that's supposed to mean
Between there
And nowhere
I don't think I get to choose
I'm on the air
And some is mine
Along the day
Along the night

Like dust
Floating
Falling
Foreshadowing
Drawing faces on a cloud
Seeing
Feeling
Mysticizing
Going places no one would
I don't know why
I don't know where
I don't know that much at all
I keep eating through the air
I keep screaming at the wall