Snow Globe.

Snow Globe

You take a look through the window and you cant see you cant see you cant see whats really there because your on the outside looking in, im dancing in a day dream, its a snow globe, flakes are snowing like, crystals through the dragons eye, im crying strongly, if you know what i mean, then you can see me, but you cant, see, because your on the outside looking in at my snow globe, dreaming, im dreaming every day, wishing, for everyone i know, shaking why do we shake, why do we shake, why do we shake, shake shake shake the snow globes, flakes are flying, shooting through the air, its like walking outside, in the rain, feeling sunny, so sunny, everywhere inside the snow globes, on the other side, were there, togethor dancing, dancing, because we know were as different to each other as snow flakes through the dragons eye, my ice creams melting, melting, in the rain, like water turning into ice, i wonder, how many times, have we both died today, crossing over the river, in our magic boats, staying alive, is that your answer, or did you find out the way to travel, is to break down every barrier in your mind, floating like a snow flake inside a snow globe to settle down, chilling out, gently with time, i found myself on the outside, im shaking, why am i shaking, its because of the flow, sometimes happy, to leave the snow globe alone, then suddenly, i pick it up and shake it, watch those flakes go swirling through the dragons eye, a monkey with a calediescope, painting, im painting with bananas, trees made of mars and mercury, crazy from top to bottom, furry fuzzy, knotty, day dreams, sleeping in the snow globe, standing in the stalls shouting, these are the good times, these are the bright times, yours are the bright times, and by some amazing war of the worlds chance like martians from mars we were all born everybody here right now, at excactly the right time, tuned on to, radio goo goo gaa gaa, welcome to the snow globe, our snow globe, on the inside or on the outside, above or below, lots of ghosts, dance like snow flakes, its the free keys peace east wood show all the way
to the low lights on the west side
to the lay land on the western sand
where silver people
silver people
on the shore line
stand waiting golden lanterns voices calling out to the sea
what can you tell me
what can you tell me
your just a snow flake
inside a snow globe
im not you know
im a lost soul
trapped on the outside
whos getting more and more tired
at just looking in