I forgot my book

At the fountain stairs

At a chapter on symmetry

Nobody cares

And I had a smoke

While I traced the squares

Put my finger to concrete

Felt the autumn air



When I look around

I can feel it spinning

Feet on the ground

Head on the ceiling



Sun on my shirt

Sweat on my hands

All falling in retrograde

Cancel all my plans

And I had to look

At the marching band

Skip across the pavement

Nobody's there



When I look around

I can feel it spinning

Feet on the ground

Head on the ceiling