Saafi Brothers on the roadblog

my feet in the air
my hands on the ground
my eyes are closed
watching the scene around
strange creatures
intruding my world
a flying fish
a diving bird
a talking tree
a crying clown
the day begins
the sun goes down
writin´ feelings on paper
feeling words in my bone
friends around
and I´m feeling lone
strange creatures
intruding my head
bugs with a brain
and a howlin cat
a singing pot
a silent god
a giant knocked down
by a thought