wandering around California
standing on icebergs to see if they'll melt
i can't hardly tell if dreaming or awake
silly little bird chewing on metal
what is the beat i'm trying to march to
blurring of lines and words
can't make back to were I was at beginning
wearing dark glasses and drinking bitter coffee
Olivia stands next to the presidents and asks for a smoke
sinking in the mud
wondering what I've done
a crying dentist plead for an escape
sorry, man
I'm a clown