Moving Gaze

Fixing for adventure, I wander out of doors Into territories where I've never been before I mirror what I'm given by the miracle of sight And immortalize the minutes in black and white The faces tell the stories, I barely do a thing A simple conversation is Shakespearian I am but a shadow when I focus in and snap At sunlight in the smoke of cigarettes I could have been a mariner or troubadour The leader of an expedition way up north I toyed with the idea of outer space And how without gravity I might stay in place I fall into a pattern, my feet in sturdy shoes I'm pulled into the flow of the multitudes A happy child reaches both arms into the air Then just around the corner, I find another kind of theatre There's poetry concealed in every moving gaze In any interaction there is nothing commonplace There's sentimental value in the passing of a cup In forests made of trees that are barely standing up I could have been a mariner or troubadour The leader of an expedition way up north I toyed with the idea of outer space And how without gravity I might stay in place I could have been a mariner or troubadour The leader of an expedition way up north I toyed with the idea of outer space And how without gravity I might stay in place (Without gravity) I might stay in place (Without gravity) I might stay in place (Without gravity) (Without gravity) Stay in place (without gravity) Stay in place (without gravity) (Without gravity) Stay in place (without gravity) (Without gravity) (Without gravity) I might stay in place