This alert is the color of a shirt that you cannot use.
When you're wrapped uptight in your own little world,
Could you move your cocoon?
Zombies lost in a dungeon fog stagger through the street.
Trying in vain to sharpen the attack,
To get the juice from concentrate

The bubble broke, thoughts ran out, now they all run free.
I guess I let it wander too far,
Please let me know if you see my absent mind, my absent mind

I'm a stick figure, I'm a blank slate filled and erased.
Overload the fuses, senses stand still, stare into space,
And let the lights dim.
When a title wave of information rolls over you,
It can make you lose your place.
Where was I.....oh yeah.....
Would you be aware if there was something in the air?

The bubble broke, thoughts ran out, now they all run free.
I guess I let it wander too far,
Please let me know if you see my absent mind, my absent mind