From Lunar to Electric

Do you hear that, man? It's crazy ...
And it's definitely not. But whoa. and wowie. and wow.
And thankyous and thank you and fine and dandy
and bohemian like you and twentieth century boy
and girl
and day tripper who only travels at night
and I'm afraid of losing someone who can't be lost to me.
That's all very interesting, thank you, how can I put to words what I want to say if I don't know what I want to say?
There is something, I can tell.
There are things, sure there are, I can see them although sunlight isn't bringing them out - there are only clouds and rain
and refusal by electronical equipment.

I come prepared.
Wings - check
Eyes - check
Mind - check
Heart - check
Colours and light, indeed.
Sound, voice, music, all there and well-packed and easily reached.

I come prepared but manage to feel a bit unready, still.
What will we say?
What will we do?
What will we see?
Soon... soon

What a scene. Really.
Lunar to Electric, a real transformation from duality to trinity. Imagine that, I felt it and felt for it. Humble souled thought that yeah well not me, right? ANyone else
everyone else
but me?
ME!?
What do you want with me? I know what I want with me, and you?
Come along come along and let's find treasure.

Well baby tonight, I'm gonna go and dance in the rain
Queens Of The Stone Age Broken Box