will have to do something drastic
look to the heavens, what do i see?
gloom in gloam,
now flying free on cracked concrete.
roaming legs are burning at breakneck speeds.
this time this time this time this time
no deceit.
whispering through the boughs of trees at breakneck speeds.
keeping vigil over fallen leaves.
i find morning behind the mountain and i stay it.
i stay it. my time is not finished.
gloom in gloam,
now flying free on cracked concrete.
roaming legs are burning at breakneck speeds.
this time this time this time this time
no deceit.
whispering through the boughs of trees at breakneck speeds.
keeping vigil over fallen leaves.
i find morning behind the mountain and i stay it.
i stay it. my time is not finished.