Shabason & Krgovich

What is unseen and all I don't know
In everyday and every tomorrow
Trying to make room to hold it all
The bird in the tree
The flowers at the mall
Hol...

What I'm used to
What I am not
All a jumble now
What's unfolding
What's feeling done
All a grey blob
In the middle of the day
In the middle, clear the...