Sunday, September 21, 2008

Spaceball

It's a circle, it's a dot
It's Everything that it's not
And everything that you do, was meant for only you.
And what is is what you get
When you remember you forget

at the Spaceball tonight
everybody is getting round
at the Spaceball tonight
you can feel the sound
of love softly splashing on the ground
at the Spaceball tonight
We'll get it right

And you know it will come around.

and what a fantastic circus
and we're the perfect clowns
reflections in a mirror
from rags to wedding gowns
and the distance between here
& an endless now
is as vast as the Universe
and and tiny as a seed upon the ground