The Movement of Time
|Imitation of unsubstantial meaning, organized symbols, duplication of mirrors.
My heart beat is a pattern just waiting to break, upcoming thoughts of your downfalling future.
The inconsistant seas of my moods, the lakc of numbers under my eyelids.
Thanking time for its ability to slow. Take my hope, I showed you what I could be.
Ora to catch the eye, few words, less hate, a perfect awaiting day.
Set bakc your clokc, when nothings been done, please help, I have asked no one.