(2014)
Embrace like the wind, Kiss like the rain, Touch like lightning, Thoughts like landslides, Words like fire,
Give me your tired, Your poor, For huddled masses, Line the mattress, Of a country offering,
Time is relative, And moments can seem long, But they add up fast, And then they’re gone, We don’t have long before we die.
Do you believe in god? Do you believe in aliens? Do you believe in yourself? Do you believe in tradition? Do you believe in superstition?
Confined, With infinite space, And light, Contained, Within her mind,
Six sick sheep, Seeking shade, Shorn by sharp sheers, Sweat, steam, Shallow seeping stigmas,
A generator, With no outlet, Is a guilt ridden, Fuel sucking, Smog puking,
The plaster on the wall, Is starting to flake off, Like the membrane of a brain, Trying to give up. Contemplate every single concept,
Everything is serious, and everyth… Everything is darkness, and everyt…
Like sweet sea breeze, Against the sails first unfolding. Sheets hard creased, And ballast molding. After untold years,
Can a key be blamed for what’s beh… I shed a tear, For every moment gone unspoken for… Just as words cannot define our gr… My touch cannot confine this compl…
I spent 16,000 years in pure light… And finally found a way, There’s a hole, At the end of infinity, Just big enough to die through,
When water first flows, It may not find itself to be a riv… But as time passes, And water continues to flow, It will find its path,
We are nothing but adaptation, Looking through snake eyes. So kick-ass, And drive angry, For those who face off,
Now, Forever, Eternity, Whatever...
