We’re in a bubble Gurgle gurgle Smothered Covered up from head to toe Just like a bag in the morgue Nowhere to go We are locked inside Stuck under the water of time We’re in a bubble Trouble trouble Closing in from every side The world is violent and wide And wild And who’s to say That in the end The times are already here. What’s it like? Inside your bubble Is it warm? Just like the womb from Which you came or is it cold like a tomb? Is there room for another? If there is I’d like to come inside…. Not to intrude But to share What it is you’re feeling Inside. And I can hear your fears and then I can share mine Because we all Live In some kind of bubble. Yes we all live in some kind of bubble… And we all Have our own kind of trouble. Yes I’m willing to help you with your trouble.
