there is no roof its just an open space,
there is no up and down right and left
there is no roof its just an open space 
there is no sky and mocking birds calling you to come up and fly 
there is no roof, its just an open space

there is no I, its just an experience 
there is no roof its just an open space 
perhaps, my own words would have helped 
but there are no words of my own its just things I procure, 
for a minute or sometime more

There is no roof its just an open space; pity these birds who desire of flying high above; 
there is no roof, its just an open space