Wednesday, February 23, 2005

gathering soul

Katamari Damacy...

Rolling, gathering, building.
Movement is bliss, why would I stop?
Spinning and tumbling around the world.
Just try to keep me still.
Over cupcakes, over cows, look out windmill, you're up next.
Don Quixote, trembling in fear; let's roll him up too.
Gaining speed, adding bulk, a jelly star is born.
Rolling, gathering, building,
'till the rainbow takes me home.