Something
Has fallen off the wall
There are
Echoes in the hall
Nonsense
Reaching from the window
And all the words
Are hollow
Lights in
A corner of evening
Come in
It's nothing like it seems
In a lunatic night
Barely out of sight
Something
Happened again
Somewhere
But that's besides the plot
Some thoughts
And noise within earshot
No way
We mean when we
Give in our dreams
The picture stays the same
Can see your faces
Not your souls
Leftover traces
Empty wholes
Couldn't see coming
Every day
Confusedly moving
To stay
Nov 10, 2022
Nov 10, 2022 at 10:27 AM UTC
Something
Has fallen off the wall
There are
Echoes in the hall
Nonsense
Reaching from the window
And all the words
Are hollow
Lights in
A corner of evening
Come in
It's nothing like it seems
In a lunatic night
Barely out of sight
Something
Happened again
Somewhere
But that's besides the plot
Some thoughts
And noise within earshot
No way
We mean when we
Give in our dreams
The picture stays the same
Can see your faces
Not your souls
Leftover traces
Empty wholes
Couldn't see coming
Every day
Confusedly moving
To stay
Meaninglessness makes perfect sense
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