The world spins once again If only I could catch the sun It sinks beneath my vision The sky looks like cotton candy Twisting across an aging canvas The wisps are a sweet inferno I can see the wind is pink I feel it The river cracks a sodden levy The levy snaps under pressure It spills across a busy street I watch the people dance together I like the sudden change of beat I ride a bike into the wind I can see the wind is pink I love it There is so much more that I haven’t seen There are so many places I can’t be But for now the sky is pink But for now the world is flooded The breeze is cold and for now I love it