Wyrd Vision (at the Bellows show)

Lyrics

And the show was over in a cloud of smoke And the smoke reminded me of a foggy yellows Of a yellow car with the gasket blown And a basket on a bicycle with a bellowing horn At the bellows show with my spirits low With the window facing me, i was in the zone Nothing to declare No, there's nothing there I have nothing to say to you - were you expecting something cool? There was something raw and discretely shown About the vision in the window pane, the reflecting glow Saw a silhouette It was me, i guess I was compartmentalized in a pane of glass To be vaguely seen as a human being To be a vision in a window pane staring back at me Can you see your self? or maybe someone else When you think about your face is it weird and yellow? Is it vaguely seen? are you a human being? Is your reflection staring back at you what you want to see? No, of course it's not At least its not for me But its not so terrible when I see it squarely It's a vague idea of the way you're here Of the corpus gifted you by a couple beings Doesn't mean too much, or maybe nothing at all But it shows you where you start, where you want to go You can see it all in a silhouette The dimly lit weird shape of you that you might regret But don't dwell on things in the mirror seen Just the physical shape of you Worn so preciously When you let it go - maybe at a show Suddenly the rest of you starts to show What you left unseen as a human being You gotta let the rest of you overtake your body And just disappear