The Observer
Things that I see, when weeping so free
Peeking with just one eye, I see when you cry
Snapshots from your bedroom, pleasing them all
No, you’re not alone
Trapped since I came, you’re all in a frame
Feeding me with your time, this must be a crime
Seeking in the stairways, fear to be seen
No, you’re not alone
“This isn’t a dream, stay as a team
Not an illusion, pictures of you too”
Time for a break, it’s too much to take
Strobing bright in this pile put all in a file
Will someone reveal me please, I am drained
Oh, I’m so alone
“This isn’t a dream, stay as a team
Not an illusion, pictures of you too”