When I came home you weren’t in 
I fed an hour to routine 
And then began 
To worry about you 

I found your note on a plate 
Handwriting said, that you’ll be late 
Then I began 
To be alone 

Newspapers tried to put me wrong 
I took red pills and played ping-pong 
And then began 
To see through walls 

I watched man swaddling his migraine 
And every thought his mind contain 
Then I began 
To understand 

I meditated for Brad Pitt as Tyler I ate a pie with LSD
And then began
To be a God

I swam in clouds, kissed the dusk 
I understood what was the task 
So I began 
To be myself 

I took a nap and became blue 
I cried some tears and watched them flew 
And then I began again 
To worry about you