Clock Balloons

Hung up in a clock balloon
It seems that's just too soon
Close my eyes again
I might be sleeping
Turn my head and all around
Its only sky a deep blue sky
It looks like a Magritte design
Ceci nest pas un pathetic clown
Far, so far from home
Caught up in the amber of moment

I must be calm I said to me
It’s only me and my fantasy
All my recurrent dreams
Can’t stop haunting me
Drifting in a sea of clouds
Now my mind is getting clear
I’m floating alone
It’s me and my own
Caught up in the amber of moment
Far, so far from home
Caught up in the amber of moment
I’m a man in a balloon
In this sub-lunary sphere