If you find me staring off
I'm probably trying to orchestrate
Forced hallucinations
We call reality
Merging layers of fantasies
That ones where we photoshopped our dreams
Pouring them out of our hands
to imitate art

I look to the sky as a canvas
Using my wracked mind as a weapon
Exploiting the sun in my eyes
As enlightenment
The grand totality of everything
And the line of time

Lost a bet with myself that this was wishful thinking
It's just a constant mirror
Reflecting the unseen unconscious
We're all in here manifesting some parts
Of our skewed imagination

No matter how violent
The nose bleed
Or lapse in consciousness
Getting lost in flashes of lights
Seizuring out the message
A sign from some higher power