While around there in the evening,
someone near you
talking about something
breathe your life
lungs filling
Coke
would that life
there for a moment
in order to wait for
Because you catch his breath
In order to restart
Maybe swearing
Maybe swearing
people "around you"
"Control you"
“pay attention"
You can’t afford of course
away with the wind
would not make “sense"
reality will press on him
you've got it under
You’ve it all around
locked in your shell
But so can’t go on for a long time
still very
A ship is coming
slowly approaching
It isn’t hurried
future "waiting for you"
better get out now
Now “stop" everything