Genius surrounds me i can’t escape it
Beauty abounds and i try to hide
Home
Is neither distant star nor xmas flight nor daily penance of all the wrong decisions
It is a cauldron
Poison and pictures
Time spinning faster with each all night drive
Eyes on the road but not this one i am seeing another
And another
All those winding roads i had avoiding all those second chances i never took
Age becomes another weight synonymous with time running out
These sunsets that have plagued you
Now guide you
Away from what you know
Always searching
Forever searching blindly for keys for clues for memories you try to piece back together try to conjure all you’ve lost but it is too much and the pieces they are always wrong always missing some crucial thought
That you cannot quite place
Panic rising higher and higher in your chest like beautiful tides of by gone minutes you tried to last forever
The shutter fails
Record skips
Brakes fail sending all intentions cascading into fate
Where the words no longer hurt and the dreams no longer threaten
To be real