There are systems in place
Enter and exit next to each other
The world moves at its own pace
Something you long to discover

Black and white are everywhere
Numbers ascend in order
The blank look turns to a glare
Through the door enters a marauder

We lived in complete bliss
Section by section we exact
But now every step is a miss
He has come and now to extract

The cracks begin to expose
Paints awash our walls
His words you must enclose
All we hear are the cries and calls

Sometimes we can’t have perfection
There isn’t meaning or thought
Lay down, start again with resurrection
Maybe next time we won’t be caught