Comatose beauty takes uniform
Slowly sinking its thorn
Quintessential for growth
Earth tones resemble withered expressions at most
You had me grounded at a whole
I feel the Arch of time collide with my
Dissociated loops of time
Cathartic wallow leads the blind
If only, following untold the makers time
Intensive shallow thoughts are screaming, filling
Lost in sought out meaning, chances fleeting
Inharmonic senses fading visions
A house is but a home in lacking essence
Reminiscent laughter carriers after
A sign of hope, intoxicating grandeur
We may never know the truth, it's only
Beared in mind without all proof, I'm hoping
All pain will cease when lose ends meet, allowing
Align ourselves to feel the ground that lies beneath our very feet
Watching you slip away from gravity's pull
Crumbling any notion of hope I held close
Dissipating from reality
Pain will set us free
Love is all we need
We search for
Answers to these technicalities
Solar fields are just a backdrop
Maker maker!
Feelings start to spread overtop
For oppositions factor, fleeting breathe, there's no intrinsic answer
Following the signs of life, aside the lines that blur with time
Let's finalize an ageless blight, with signs of hope in fruitful eyes
The black canopy of night is ridden with cognitive mental decline
We try to understand this concept
But this onset head phase has a mind of its own
Watching your memory of me slip away
Disorientation taking hold of its prey
Both relieve and grief coinciding
Maker maker!
Scattered you lay scattered history
Your memory will forever live through me