Sometimes, I slip away
Seeing crayola, bubbles
Maybe a robot, or two.
It’s comfy here
In my cocoon,
Ideas, dreams,
rainbows and tunes.
Kept safe, for now,
From any looming goons
Sometimes, I slip away
Seeing crayola, bubbles
Maybe a robot, or two.
It’s comfy here
In my cocoon,
Ideas, dreams,
rainbows and tunes.
Kept safe, for now,
From any looming goons