Would you like to eat
a piece of my feet
from the fog of my mind?
I went through that
fog of my mind
and I brought
out delicious feet.
That fog of my mind,
It is sublime and
wondrous things
are hidden there.
Sometimes it's feet
and sometimes it's eyes
and sometimes I have to
run from knives.
Sometimes I want to
apologize.
Sometimes I just
sit in that fog
that’s inside my mind
and stare off.
Sometimes I just enjoy
the time of alone,
by myself.
But, I went there the other day
and caught these feet
I’m serving you here.
I went there the other day.
They’re just feet,
please do not fear.
They came from
the fog of my mind.
I told you I go there
all the time.
Don't you worry,
I won’t send you there.
You can stay with me.
Whatever, dear.
You can stay here. Here.
You don't need to fear.
I brought you out, out,
out of that fog
and I enjoy
your company here.
Spend your time with me.
Yes, please.
We will play a while
and enjoy the breeze!
And when I
go outside
I will return to you here.