Where failours
But I have been close

Intents I had you could divine
And I'm aware
Of boring those

Who never really did approve
My actual aims
But though dance

With hers of goofy gnus of groove
And make up peculiar names
In trance

If I stay in that distance
There will be no admittance
To another state of mind
A plain of existance

I'm watching plankton
Creeping through the grass
Safe from the whale
That's what I guess

Have not a clou
Got no idea
Doubt that they know
What's happening here