Form is emptiness and emptiness is form and we’re here forever in one form or another which is empty

i have a head full of clouds
i space out
i find myself looking for just a little too long
at the patterns in the trees
i see faces smiling at me
they’re a part of me
it’s like the air that i breathe
are spirits that swarm around me

i have a head full of clouds
i space out
find myself lost and overwhelmed in large supermarkets
i don’t feel like a human being
and the air is hard to breathe
fish out of the sea

i have a head full of clouds
i space out
find myself lost in the songs of my dreams
i try to hear them in the morning
but they escape me

and i’m a wandering leaf
the breeze, it blows me
but i am far from my tree
there’s darkness all around me
so i fall to my knees
and i say please, please oh please
don’t devour me
don’t devour me

where am i from?
who have i been?
was that really me?
what is that light?
comes in through the trees
is that all we see?

i have a head full of clouds