Same

I just heard this for the first time, and I must say - me too. On my happy days, at least... 

She comes in colors everywhere... 

Notes from the Air, Vegas Bound

Surfing the clouds

Chased by the sun -

Stealing hours

Thoughts of you 

tumble through 

the lines of treble and bass 

that flow around me.

The past and the future are blurred in my mind - 

both feel like creations of my own, 

neither rooted in reality more than the other. 

No telling which way is up.