Fievel Is Glauque
I’m Scanning Things I Can’t See
What first started
What was done became
Relative to me, both were one
First there was a lighted cigarette
The cherry glowed and then was gone
Into a space beyond
I’ve seen so many things just vanish
I’m scanning things I cannot see
With wide open eyes
So don’t mind these
They could be just for show
When has settled down the day
I stay at home and glide from stone to stone
I put my face away
And stray from this planet
I’m scanning things I cannot see
Prize-like unknowns find sight
Close to me
Yes, I’m scanning things I cannot see
Like stars beneath the sea, themselves dividing graciously
Close to me