It’s hard to get out of it
Once you get into it

And I know what you’re thinking,
And you’re probably wrong.

But sometimes, it’s like your eyes adjust and turn everything
Grey
And then when you realize that
“I am an organism capable of
Perceiving color”

It’s foreign

You imagine an aged man, a long time ago, with white hair and
Maybe a lab coat
And you don’t know where he is,
But he’s just invented the color blue,

He’s just created the world.

Yeah, it’s hard to get out of it
Once you get into it

But listen to me:
Get out of it.

Go create the world.