Bicycle

It was a miracle
I got swept away
Interdimensional
Across time and space

Well you were calling on a local line
The reception was fine
But I wasn’t receiving
Because at first I couldn’t read the signs
Held up between the lines
Behind the heavy breathing

And it was physical
I could feel you there
It isn’t logical
But it was you I swear

I had my doppelgänger bolt the door
As I sat on the floor
And constructed the notions
And although foggy they sure sounded swell
And they commingled well
With the calamine lotion

And it was magical
I have got no words
It’s incontestable
Though it sure sounds absurd

Now every person that I meet is me
There’s no longer a we
Just a you and a me that’s you
And though it seems as though I’ve lost the thread
All the stuff in my head
And the things I was thinking through …

I got on my bicycle
Got on my bicycle
Got on my bicycle!