Any more
Than it is possible to be
Than it is possible to feel
As I taste the satsuma orange
And crunch the Swedish roll
Which carries Port Salut cheese
Any more
Than freedoms may offer
Or doubts could take away
As I taste the strawberry jam
And crunch the Swedish roll
Which carries Port Salut cheese
Is this in the least bit obsessive
Do you think that it tells you
Anything at all
Of what I want, or need, to say
I came here
With a clear vision
Reminded to me
By the transcendental music
Playing on my stereo
But now
Well, by now
You might believe that I have forgotten
Or was that it, all along
