Clock Balloons

Hung up in a clock balloon

It seems that's just too soon

Close my eyes again

I might be sleeping

Turn my head and all around

Its only sky a deep blue sky

It looks like a Magritte design

Ceci nest pas un pathetic clown

Far, so far from home

Caught up in the amber of moment

I must be calm I said to me

It’s only me and my fantasy

All my recurrent dreams

Can’t stop haunting me

Drifting in a sea of clouds

Now my mind is getting clear

I’m floating alone

It’s me and my own

Caught up in the amber of moment

Far, so far from home

Caught up in the amber of moment

I’m a man in a balloon

In this sub-lunary sphere