opinions are changing demands remaining inside it’s raining clouds in your eyes little voice says I’ve got a better idea body snaps to attention with a buzz in the mind these things called you are all around me they’ve gotten inside me there’s one thing to do I can make you happy I make it snappy there’s more energy held in reserve dozen questions appear where there were none myriad suggestions calm them down these things called you always outnumber me I keep you busy while I feel things through these things called you encircle enchant me I always surrender when you shoot first