With no plan plan set yet
You better run and hide
But if you did invent the wheel
the sub would not come up
And try some of that wagon-wheel
That suddenly disappeared
As all the rest
That you paid too much for
We ungroup sometimes
In other moments
We would rather stop the muse
And tell her please come back
If you have no other things to do
Did I confirm my choice earlier or now?
When you put the words
In a form you wish, you like
Does it sound that you bother
With a meaningful insight?
I hear racket of the door or a familiar
Sound in my head
Next moment my pens are all over the floor
And I lost the sheet with plans of things for a day to do.
You think of it and it comes out working out for you
Or you do not think and feel or guess or try and you don't know anymore
but it sounds like it ain't you.
Well I did the first one just now.