Smack, lip-track and back track.
Sherpa's do the work and I lay back.
Do my laundry and wash my clothes.
Think of the world, as your own.
Stay aside and waste a day as you,
wonder around and walk away.
Your dream is a fantasy,
so now stay where you are.
Kiss my cheek and run, but stay.
Laugh at me as you drift away.
I see a far and yet you are here.
Reality's a lie, but I have no fear.