Beady Belle - Mobile Bubble lyrics

I'm going forward in a mobile bubble

I am on my way to a blank page

That's where the future is as yet novel

It's coming towards me while I age

I'm going forward in a mobile bubble

And all the shapes I see they grow

And I am greddy and I want to gobble

All the details that come and go

In a while the shapes will lose their substance

And I will have to turn around to achieve distance

I'm going backward in a mobile bubble

I need binoculars to see the history

And all the details they seem to huddle

In to a lump I can't decide or even see

In a while the spirit will retire

And I will have to turn around to achieve desire