Snow on the TV when I'm trying to stop
my mind from running away from me
and losing time.
Why have we persisted for so long?
I'll keep my teeth clenched
and my linear time proving to be wrong.
Mind perfectly clear.
In the end, stars we sparking.
How to anticipate the master plan.
Let's pretend we saw lightning.
I'll keep my eyes close to it.
Time could bend.
Are we timid, are we brave?
Holding our breath in a tine capsule,
waiting for some force to let us out
of our bodies to return home
or hang on here and watch it burn.
I can feel the changes,
for better or for worse.
In the end stars were sparking.
Let's pretend we saw lightning.
Counting down: Red, Indigo,
child fearing none.
Time could bend
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