a subtle difference
between madness and reality
hidden through vacant skies
falling far from this deity
chaotic deafening cries
I can't make sense anymore
of this juxtaposition
hearing your voice in color
seeing this face through the taste
I can't comprehend my transition
I think I've lost it this time
the bearings bore too loose
I've grown comfortable
with this decorative decay
don't know which path I can choose
your face bears the reflection
of my brickwall enclosure
like playing chicken with a freight train
these boundaries are soon to break
ooooh this light is daunting
a choir of screams
fighting the sandmans chicanery
interrupting my dreams
I think I've lost it this time
the bearings bore too loose
I've grown comfortable
with this decorative decay
don't know which path I can choose
my madness overwhelmed......
I'm lost for you.........