Inside of  We

 

Do you ever wonder
why we bring
each others undercover
to the light of things
we burst in colour bubbles
as we tune our strings
make pathways
through the rubble  
as flat cats they sing
do gooders
start some trouble  
and then blow smoke rings
we really do befuddle
all the straightest brains
get muddy
from clean puddles
when it doesn't rain .

I like the you
in me
you fly with I
it's we
who's time
is high for free .