Lawn

Man on his lawn, staring inside his house

And it looks so strange, he doesn't know anyone

Familiar faces, still none to recognize

The walk around, in the glass house he fell through

He sees strange now

Left behind

Took off one day, he ran an errand

He kissed his kids, started walking and couldn't stop

Wandered for years, looking for the good life

There's no such thing

Just life itself

Still staring in, two children playing

The knot unwinds, the thaw beings inside

His wife walks out, she walks right through him

He disappears, the sky clears