I’m Sorry, Dear

I'm sorry, dear

I can't hear what you're saying

I'm sorry, dear

But I think I'm trippin'

I'm with these birds

And I'm flying

I'm trynna float

In the wind

Funny how we need to be disconnected to be reconnected

Funny how we like the superficial

We forget what's essential

Funny how we think too much

And feel too little

We feel too little

I'm sorry, dear

I can't hear what you're saying

I'm sorry dear

But I think I'm trippin'

And that's when I realised

That everything is connected

We're all connected

And if you try to find me

I'm with the finest bird

I'm flying

Floating

In the wind