Bubbles of time carry us through
Temporary states, atoms in flux
Weightlessly lifted mutating forms
Fleeting and turning with wind
Like notes of the band drifting out
Down over the water, down to the sea
Bubbles in swell both beneath and above
Bubbles of air are carried aloft
Endlessly recreated, suddenly stop
Nothing but puddles, like our footsteps,
Remain to show silent whispers of soap
As music ebbs, time shouts out
Bells of the churches, chug of the boat
Bubbles in swell both beneath and above
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