Textures Singularity
This world has changed
Before our eyes - we can't control
Waiting to find
Waiting here with nothing more to say
Goodbye to all I have said
Was waiting for decay
Here I am, waving to the waves
Catch the dream before we are
Left inside and everything is gone
Catch the dream before someone else is
Setting forth an illusive state of war
The shimmering flocks of shadows that
Surround the walls we are looking at
Mark of silence
It tells me to hide
It hides the divide
Me versus man
Bear the silence
Tell me, mother: how can I turn back old times
Maybe we are all asleep and die inside to taste
The urge to feel so much more
Closing all my windows to embrace
"Our identities are stories
With holes in their language
Slumbering, at the height of what
Could have been synchronicity or
Parallels in multiple dimensions
Can we find any reference
In this abstract color field
This ambivalence, this dualism
Can we see the details of a bigger entity
What is the antidote
To the triviality of modern life"
Find the words to completion
Take me there, where I belong
Fallen into harsh delusion
Drawing circles to my illusion
To reflect me and my diffusion
Waves keep lashing down on the old shores
Sunlight sails the soothing silence
I am spitting letters
Paraphrased in sand
My words are set on fire
