I am feeling a bit spaced out today
My mind needs to be put back together
I smoked a lot of weed last night
My thoughts are as light as a feather
My life feels like I’m on the big wheel
Every day it is the same
By the time I come back down to earth
It’ll be time to take off again
I really don’t know how to break the cycle
Or indeed if I should even try
I only know reality is around the corner
That’s why I choose to fly
My life is not grounded on solid ground
Every day I float in the clouds
I think about my hot air balloon
And wonder if it is wise to avoid crowds
I guess I shouldn’t go and see my dealer
Then I wouldn’t have stuff to burn
My finances would be in better condition
Party invitations I wouldn’t have to spurn
My life needs to get back on an even keel
Every day I drift in and out of my soul
I really don’t need to venture out to space
And live like a hippy without a spiritual goal
Cheers!
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