My head spins like black plastic
Songs and tunes play in my mind
Stand up I feel dizzy
Lie down I feel much worse

Like unrooted trees I fall
In the winds of your soft breath
I see double flowers
I smell your long gone scent

I’m under your spell, falling
For your ideas of balanced thought
I weep for time we lost
Tears drop down to the ground

It’s bin day and it’s raining
The songs I wrote are playing
You don’t dance anymore
This steady beat does nothing