We see weakness in the hope of others from our perspectives
a clear vision third person minded objectives
eccentric and eclectic, we burn so electric
Our thought patterns light up boards with plugs connected.
Our motherboards drive at high speeds computing more and more
with no helmets we ride along until we crash like our mothers warned
to rebuild again forever more, the phoenix from ash will be reborn.
the animal that we really are will not be ignored
Torn
Torn from what we are,
to what we've become
do you know where you're really from?
The thought alone makes me feel numb
But trains in stations won't ever continue to wait the deadline upon us is much worse watching the door close as you run closer and closer.
until it's further and further away.
And who chose this way?
I must say,
it's thrown my want to pray and fueled my want to prey.
instinctous moves rule in concrete jungles
where the rats scurry about and lions are never humble
Eye to eye we meet to lie and lie and lie
then we lie some more in bed and then we say goodbye.
Confused cold fusion with giving the planet contusions
that might just ruin the look of the place is my conclusion.
satellites gravity will wear like halos when the planets dead
or maybe they just buzz around like mosquitoes at your head
could the earth swat back?
reach and make contact
maybe not
but either way
be ready for combat.