I Think About

Watching me, a bird upon a roof
With coal black feathers
Cocks his head
To catch my eyeWandering and unfocused
I cannot meet his stare
He takes to wing
Silhouette against the sun
Surrounded by the glareFunny how the days go by invisibly
And faster than I realize the things, I think about
Strange to find the calendar my enemy
And scared that when I die so will the things, I think aboutI believe in so many things
I know that none of them are true
And my feet, firm upon a pathway
I am far too blind to see, leading meFunny how the days go by invisibly
And faster than I realize the things, I think about
Scared to find the calendar my enemy
And when I die so will the thousand things, I think about[Incomprehensible]