A million thoughts popping up
like bubbles in my head
Some are big, some are fast
The’re all widely spread
Whatever i do to stop them
from bubbling all day
I can’t control where they float
Who’s blowing them anyway?
Music is my saviour
I sing the longs out of my chest
Bye bye bubbles
My mind needs rest!
Oh no, this cannot be true
In the middle of my song
there’s a bubble coming through
So suddenly I stop
And in silence I wait
for the bubble to pop
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