Slips away like sand
Like †a few notes from baby grand
The clouds are meltin away
I can see it through my doorway
Spendin so much time
Writing down right lines
I think of vowels that i've borrowed
Just because they got some control on me
I dream of female scientists beein few
And so concerned
On what they do
Getting so much fun
From details collapsin'
Getting over me
If i could understand
Seasons slept away
Through flaring nites
I can't obey
Energies got trapped
The easy way oneself collects
Somehow furthersome
Slowly going off