Paper - Bodi Bill

Papercar lights crashing

Octupus' mind’s flashing

In the streets of homeless despair

In the eyes of now or nowhere

Where?

Nowhere

The sun came out today

Only to pretend it’s there

The moon is on his way

To his lonely chair

We could live on chewing gum — Why not move to the woods?

Because I’m not ready for what will happen when we move on