I figured out all kind of profound things
While I was stoned
I’d had a few to drink
And I was feeling right at home
I dreamt all kinds of dreamy things
The last time I slept through the night
But since then, rest don’t come so easy
I wonder will I be alright?
Do I think these songs are going to mean something?
Something, someday, to somebody
They once held meaning to me
Despite the random seeming nature of chaos
It still blooms toward the strange attractor we lay on
credits
from Vimanas,
released March 19, 2018
BWG - synthesizer, electric bass
GPV = vox, acoustic six string, microkorg xl