Scoping Out

Sometimes I wonder why I’m sitting in the road
Watching the traffic lines go by
And people turn around and look the other way
Feeling selectively blind today

Try not to to trip now, I just like to graze
it’s just a routine marinating phase

I’m just scoping out
Come and share the idle pleasure
And we’ll scope out together

Two traffic cops rock up and stand in front of me
It’s a restricted zone you see
I’m only waiting for a short epiphany
Then I’ll be on my way quickly

Nothing is broken and nobody has died
I’m only watching the rest of the world go by

I’m just scoping out
Come and share the idle pleasure
And we’ll scope out together

What do you see?
The world disappears in front of me

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