I've been waiting over an hour, for just five minutes of yout time
And can I ask you just one question, oh am I hard to find
Can you see properly, in both eyes

Cause it seems to me, that, I must be transparent

Let yourself flow, theres more to be felt

So little that comes my way is real
Feel the breeze, alive, alive
Through the trees, floating, floating

No need to know the direction, of the flow, gently, gently
No push either way


When I was not looking, someone did the dirty on me
They sprinkled something, I don't know what, and now I am transparent...