Losing ground,

Fingers on the window pane,

Looking around,

Let you carry on your day.

Memorized the cracks on the street,

Where the light dodges the shade,

Pacing the concrete back home,

Till my feet start to ache.

I don’t like to ask,

So I’ll just look from a distance,

Grab my favorite snack,

And watch this moving image.

People moving places into spaces that I’ll never get to see,

I know if I chase it I’ll get anxious and I’ll die to go to sleep.

Dinner at places with faces that never have a name,

Dress up for parties with people and basking in their fame.

I have a friend of a friend of the people in my dreams,

Ask anyone if they know me, I’ll give a couple names.

I don’t like to ask,

So I’ll just look from a distance,

Grab my favorite snack,

And watch this moving image.

People moving places into spaces that I’ll never get to see,

I know if I chase it I’ll get anxious and I’ll die to go to sleep.