The Droplet Sounds - Stripmall Architecture

And on their ascent

Tiny bubbles collide

Become atmosphere

You act like the surface far up above

Is as high as it goes without testing

You’ve seen others go and come without event

But still you don’t touch

You give up

That’s all

You give up

You say, «Well, I’m done»

You give up

You act like the night sky far up above

Is no more than a door

To where you are

And you are the fulcrum on which it all turns

And you never move

And you can not do right at all

And you can not go give it up