A weakening speck Unknowingly sinking, tottering, diminishing into an undiscoverable wreck Much to master Much to obtain Infinite time, unable to restrain Stuck in a rusted fetter Rewriting that one unspoken letter Inventing and destroying And doing the same thing over and over A constant cycle of forlornness The understanding of perception is ideal Something you and I can't even begin to find real Finding out the way things tick is mind blowing No, no wait incomprehensible. So here you are Exactly where you were And where you will always be Unless you see That you aren't a crumbling speck you were meant to abide by More like something precious set aside.