About the World

I'm hoping that you ask

Does it have to end

I'll gladly acquiesce and do it again

You're staring into space

There's something to see

But all I see is space and it's staring at me

To cry on return from sleep

And in the daytime

Assured it's a different thing

So when it snows

And you're inside

A week's gone by

With different skies

In transit I pretend

It's a lucid dream

Gennadius at night

It's no difference to me

Content about the world

When I'm half-asleep

And listening to the sounds of the BQE

I'm hoping that you ask

Does it have to end

I'll gladly acquiesce and do it again

You're staring into space

There's something to see

A different time and place

Where the world's at ease