Grab a piece of the sky, dilute
Its thickness with your tears, then try
To mix it well with air, because
You don’t know what you’re doing why

It’s normal, fit and understandable
To not know what you’re doing why
So mix it well with air, because
Let’s have some bubbles before you’re dry

Take a piece of your heart and pound
It thoroughly with your head that’s shaken
Lick a little of the resulting compound
To learn at last that you were mistaken