Look, a bird,
bubble gosling that I
created in the bath
as a painting on the side.

Blasted gravity
takes another life,
first drags it down
limp and unable to fly.

Then separates
the head from the body
the mind from the heart
the voice from the soul
reason from control…

Time pops bubbles
kills energy and drowns
even the most beautiful,
the most beautiful.

Time pops bubbles
kills energy and drowns
even the most beautiful,
the most beautiful.

This cement mixer
includes no trees.
Loss of voice
walk many
under tyranny.

The hands long for
heart’s creativity,
but the body’s numb,
sold to bureaucracy.

Separate
the head from the body
the mind from the heart
the voice from the soul
reason from control…

Reason from control…

Time pops bubbles.

Time pops bubbles
kills energy and drowns
even the most beautiful,
the most beautiful.

Time Pops Bubbles

Music by Erika Lloyd & Brad Whiteley
Lyrics by Erika Lloyd

Vocals: Erika Lloyd
Piano: Brad Whiteley
Drums: Kenneth Salters
Bass: Peter Maness

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