ever reach to turn the music on?
to realize it already is
reality tap-tapping against the glass of your perfectly set
distractedness
yawn your ears, blink the sleep away
tap-tap-tap and suddenly Now hits full blast
Mute turned off and you're back again
only to wonder whether another now will tap
are there more? do nows keep coming?
or was Mute the reality all along?
to realize it already is
reality tap-tapping against the glass of your perfectly set
distractedness
yawn your ears, blink the sleep away
tap-tap-tap and suddenly Now hits full blast
Mute turned off and you're back again
only to wonder whether another now will tap
are there more? do nows keep coming?
or was Mute the reality all along?