Time Machine.

Sometimes I Feel Like I Want To Go Back In Time.

I Want To Be That Hippie That Slept At The Park.

I Want To Gaze At The Stars And Loose Track Of Time.

I Want Those Grass Ants To Crawl All Over Me.

I Want My Love To Bring Me Hot Cocoa.

Let Everything Go.

Shall I Build This Oh So Everlasting Time Machine?

To Go Back In Time And Live My Dream?

Hmmm Mabey Later.

-Sam Visu.