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