It fits the game
Timed perfectly
Same keys some screens don’t work
Everything’s already unlocked
I lost myself in the sheets
I begin to wander
When you are lost you find yourself
When you hail the lights
The sack has come undone
Everything is as it is
Becoming a swaying shelter

Keep on running
Run to the horizon
A flash of light at the speed of sound
Fallow, the hallow
Like a whistle in the wind
The western wind is blowing in a direction we can't comprehend
First one goes, then the other
Followed by the negative number
Just a hop, skip and a jump
Trickling down the waterfall
Earth's mother will crown me king on the way down