I don’t know what it is, you know?
I’m looking at that conveyer belt.
False reality.
In this false reality.
What the hell?
Let it jumble through me, top to toe, and all that’s in between.
I’ll be oceans, I’ll be fire, I’ll be spirits I’ll
Won’t you me in language that both of us feel?
There just this.
False reality.
In this
close the all the energy.
a my mind giving to.
In control my so naive.
There is more than meets still get beneath this.
False reality.
me close to rush of
Hold enough all