I take my mind with me, everywhere I go
My mind is my favourite friend
A friend I feel that I've grown to know
Years and years of memories
Are kept there
Kept in several stores
Reminders of those, at first
Closed, but now
Fully opened doors
It is the randomness
Which most appeals to me
Thoughts which arise
For all manner of reasons
Yes, whether it be on the hillside
Or down there, beside the sea
It is the absolute
Uncertainty, which pervades
Through all of the seasons
