confusion beyond deterioration
looking for hope within
like the tunnels diving deeper inside
change beyond recollection
seams we tear apart with apathy
a clue into your instinct
the right to tranquility
men crash in shopping carts
time lifting from their hands
catching a million photographs in the wind
the bright colors drifting me closer to you
like the chemicals drifting out of sequence
a false analysis like sedimentary angels
when I grip my faith across billboard screens
the sounds lighting the future
colors like emotions re-separate
the time clock spins faster but I am drifting backwards into this chair
all the determination withstands a shelf-life
re-ignite and re-engage the glass of a broken dream