It's not happening to me
This is someone else's life
I am flowing in routine
Quietly watching from outside
This is a most humorous sadness.
You lie in a cradle of harmless untruths
Holding the blanket to keep all the warmth
From the emotions your mind can't process.
So, you wonder what it is
'Cause it feels like a nonesuch
Something special
Not that evident
Consequential
And elaborate
Like a trumpet player's kiss
Like a piano player's touch.
'Business trips' out of your comfort zone
Hard departures and easy returns.
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This is a most humorous sadness
You lie in the cradle of harmless untruths
Holding the blanket to keep all the warmth
From the emotions your mind can't process.
So you wonder what it is
'Cause it feels like a nonsuch
Something amateur
Thus so passionate
So courageous
And spontaneous
Like a piano player's kiss
Like a trumpet player's touch
You're so sorry that you can't help smiling
Remember mistakes, you've made quite a few
Things and people seem ornamental
Being observed from a bird's-eye view
You're so difficult to catch
As you fly above abyss
Feeling special
And dimensional
Non-laboratory
And extraordinary
Like a piano player's touch
Like a trumpet player's kiss
