Sometimes I feel like an old one,
As like I have lived many lives
As like I have died many lives
So, then, I just like to stay at home
And take short naps in my bed
Then I pick up a book,
And read some pages
A warm nap fades my eyes away
revise the lines of book, as my eyes are closed
As I am floating in a little warm nap
That's the way sometimes I pass all my day
like to stay away from every thought
don't feel sad, don't feel happy
feel so good, so warm so present, so pleasant.
feel as I am my own child, my own mother.