
In smug godliness
I look down at skyscrapers
hundred floors above

In smug godliness
I look down at skyscrapers
hundred floors above

Sunrise on pebbles
reflection of life’s beauties
for those who wake up

All the world must stop
watch Mother Earth gulp her sun
daily matinee

I’ll run far enough
till mountains become molehills
life is all problems

Blurry on the edge
waking on Wednesday mornings
classic hangover