Tilt

Transitions are tough
When you’re sure of the moment

When the moment is right
And you feel it’s enough
That the world could stop
You feel the wind
The grass
And the sun

It could stop
And you’d feel enough love
Enough peace
Right then

When it doesn’t stop
Like it could
The only reason must be
It’s too big to understand

Which is a relief
When you think about it
Because even a serious fuck up
By one human being
Isn’t going to put the pinball machine
On tilt