Floating

Floating

Floating high up on a cloud
Looking down at your life below
Crawling by far away
The view is good
But everything looks the same
No matter how you strain
Whichever way you turn
The same pattern repeats into infinity
And up on your cloud you are filled
With desires that are too familiar
Wants you know so well
But you can see your past
Your future, your parallel lives
And each is the same
Because you are the same
As you have always been
As you ever will be
Trapped on your cloud
Floating by
For as far as you can see
And probably beyond