Fiction Big Things
Big things
Giant things
Sinking with gravity
Landing with paper wings
Things not to think about
Things not to think about
And I can feel every windshield
Every wheel
And I am coloured
By the whites of your eyes
Accent an incident
Not now but soon again
Oh, where is my indifference?
Things not to think about
Things not to think about
Things not to think about
Things not to think about
Big things