Scatter - Michael Nau

Before I blast into the facts

Can I just say it’s been a blast?

And that I realize at last how much it really doesn’t matter

How much it really doesn’t matter

I climb upon a loose pile

I believe this air’s the distant world

No way out to being dumped

I still know how to scatter

Yes I still know how to scatter

A willing on the color wheel

To feel in your head how to feel

A feeling on the other feel

To feel the feeling shatter

To feel the feeling shatter

To feel the feeling shatter