a book left open in a wild field of flowers

Lyrics

i'm a pocket of clouds, following everyone round, weighing everyone down, and did you not see me?, i was just passing through, did you not turn to look away, or pretend to read the news?, oh oh oh oh, and what's the use of everything, if i can't feel it?, i am a needle that's used to, deflate everything around me, left with only rubber and string, and sorry to intrude, oh but can i sit down?, i just need someone to talk through, and then leave when i want to, oh oh oh oh, and what's the use of everything, if i can't feel it?, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, and i'm a book left open and full, in a wild field of flowers, but there's nobody around