I feel liberated.
Try to touch me,
I bet you won't be able to.

My body flows in certain ways, it's indescribable, and in the state I find myself in, I'd never want to describe it to YOU anyway.

I guess you could say I feel good, but good is too dull to express.
I feel like the leaves . I feel like the leaves on the dying plant in my living room. Hanging in an everlasting overflow waterfall.
Falling.
Falling.
Falling.

/Supertramp Butterfly