I am wired and fading. Looking blind and blaming. Following and trailing words. You might be saying. . I am tired of waiting. I'm tired of waiting. I am tired.
It's never ending as far as I know. But there's a doubt you feel between us both. You're grounded daily, I'm on a cloud. I float up every night as you come down.
You make sense of pain through constant motion. Like a soldier on the frontline needs devotion. Peace cry everything is just the ocean. And all ideals like waves are just these notions.
Crawling with cancerous thoughts. On my mind. There's so many things I could. Say but it's not the time. Way beyond good and evil. Telling all the little people.