(0342) cosmic radiation

i've started living like a frog. i've made my way from the little puddles to the big ponds.
the seasons have changed, but the confusion has remained... and i'm sure i'll feel different as soon as it starts to rain.
a neon blue lights up my face. i start feeling faded signals pass through my yellow brain.
i'm listening for a sound to tell me which way to go. i'm trying to push, but someone else is trying to pull.

now all my problems get fixed when i'm not lookin'. i feel like i should be busy, but i'm barely movin'.
an unthinkable surprise has opened up my eyes to all the cosmic radiation that keeps me alive.
i made a business deal with a friend. she said if we moved slowly, she would show me where to begin.
the sun never showed - and even the moon - it never came. we looked at each other, but there was no one to blame.

the water stretches, and we unwind. i could make everything so simple, but you would never make up your mind.
what's the point? why pretend that we're so similar? i won't subscribe to the way that things never were.
take a number while i wait. i'll just sit around and act like i don't have anything to say.
hold on to what's inside, and it'll grow like a cancer. you can call this number anytime, but don't always expect an answer.