Wish I had a special pair of lenses
A tool for me; just for my senses
That grant me binocular vision
Allow me to see with heightened perception.

Peer through mountain crags, over dunes of sand
Pierce skyscrapers in familiar foreign lands
A sight beyond nimbus clouds
Amazingly through temporal shrouds.

Past breathtaking ridges and quiet plateaus
Alongside a ****** of black-feathered crows
Tripping over singing brooks and moss-covered pebbles
Herds of quadrupeds as they frolic and gambol
Extraordinary views and candy for the eyes
Travelling linear between earth and skies.

But...

You're too far away for me to see
Even if bestowed upon me...

Still,

I wish my eyes binocular...
Because I need you so much closer...

there comes the wave in the rainbow
then they're gone into beautiful life
as it was loosing binocular
...
you spell the world clearly up of your tone
and you are getting awake
you are shading out of blue
you are getting out of town
out of this vivid universe...

and spinning the time
and make sounds
like a train that cross the hills of quiet
but covered by thunder field on high
you're chorusing all the songs of grave
the grave of mind in the cave of life
and then it come over

and you are changing the name of silence

....

life is up in the darkest blue
and how you brake yourself into some colors of your life
once more you let me down
and see, see what I've become indeed
you cross the wall
then see what I've been through

...

There comes waves into the night
then they're gone into shade of life
and I am Loosing binocular

I am Loosing Binocular

I see through magnified eyes
the binocular kind out of focus
I see with a telescope mind
but I think that the glass might be broken

your face
is a smear on the lens, a bit blurry
and my house, I can’t see from the ground
I got worries

it’s like why can I see
up above it’s so clear?
but I look straight ahead
everything disappears






the anthills have all gone away
you filled them all up with your problems
but volcanos on mars I can see
and each molecule, and their atoms

well that’s just my beauty
I can’t help what I see,
everything’s just so giant
to little old me

and my eyes
the binocular kind, out of focus
and my mind, that telescope mind
might be broken

it’s like why can I see
up above it’s so clear?
but I look straight ahead
everything disappears