If God was egg, if six were nine... If time was never measured, only
killed in pleasure gardens of our making. If we'd never taken anything,
but only given... If we could forgive, forget and rearrange the patterns.
If you'd never thrown a stone or split the atom - ate the apple... if...
If I'd stayed alone in shackles feeling nothing, seeing nothing in my
head... If we'd shared instead of just collecting. If we'd never lived...
If... If we'd ever... If we never never, never land but fly without a
destination, cry without a cause, and lose ourselves for just a second at
the beauty of it all... Then maybe in the next life we'd be dolphins.