[Mind Fuck]

Layers of life build the moments that Matter inbetween
Half awake sleep walking through this as i'm Scattered in a dream
Taking each and every hour as a minute then those as seconds and even brake apart moments using them as Ladders that can reach to those bittersweet glimpses of bliss, Laughter and peace
On the surface isn't for the eye to determine as a door to nowhere emerges somewhere in the middle surging into Caverns in the deep
All of life has its secrets as every door has its key, every Pattern has a scheme and even starbound with cosmic reach showing you Saturn and its rings
Eyes wide shut seeing all the way to Eden where inevitable Disaster would begin made of the dust between the stars from Adam and his kin Crafted from a rib
No human has its boundaries, process beyond and follow not in Accord with limits dancing bewtween the realm of existence becoming an elusive Distorted Image
We all have a person we choose to disguise so we may fall in line with Normal thinking, lost adults in a godless neverland searching for a Dormant infant
Life is a parellel universe, no firm holds on worm holes just one way in and no way out with no refunds on your Boarding ticket
Even happyendings all have some Sadness impacted, we are all only wanders on this most Savage of land and my barehands can turn Atoms to ash
Seeing something that isn't Really there, in heaven all angels tip toe on light to Be aware to not be entangled and latched in the Demons snare
Embrace the love and hope then search out the Grief, despair and then ascend to make ammends as relationships form as the most spiraling and Deepest stairs
I see and yet im Still so blind, traveling through the valley of darkness is when one will Feel so alive yet mountains lay ahead that we will need Steel toes to climb
Read deeply into every Last detail that entails the everlasting Encapsuled veil, oceans breaking into drops of water intersceding with a Fastened sail
Falling heart first into that sacred kind of Scary love that most humans in a lifetime will Barely touch enchanted romances with hints of Fairy dust as the moments wind down in reverse the Stairs lead up
Specks of the frey span the rainbows yet still Cemented in grey, all color can fade is the Message portrayed and it takes the dark to get to the light at the End of each day
When signals the Fleeting moments to Cease in motion? Is it from the good things that People notice or do the currents never cease and will forever be meshed at sea in the Deepest oceans
Only nuculear ash when the Calamity simmers picking up on a dolphins sonar from the Manaties flippers, sound into noise into kodak moments that make up all of our Family pictures
Reading between all of these things from the Signs of the stars to the Lights on a car ultimately will Define who we are
I forget that all of the littlest things always have the Biggest impact, appreciate that your not just a number because there is math to be done once the Physics get back
We forget the coolness of water once Place on dryland, we dont appreciate insignificant moments until forced to see the Way that times stands and all the good things encompass once in Satans eye span

[Mind Fuck]

Layers of life build the moments that Matter inbetween
Half awake sleep walking through this as i'm Scattered in a dream
Taking each and every hour as a minute then those as seconds and even brake apart moments using them as Ladders that can reach to those bittersweet glimpses of bliss, Laughter and peace
On the surface isn't for the eye to determine as a door to nowhere emerges somewhere in the middle surging into Caverns in the deep
All of life has its secrets as every door has its key, every Pattern has a scheme and even starbound with cosmic reach showing you Saturn and its rings
Eyes wide shut seeing all the way to Eden where inevitable Disaster would begin made of the dust between the stars from Adam and his kin Crafted from a rib
No human has its boundaries, process beyond and follow not in Accord with limits dancing bewtween the realm of existence becoming an elusive Distorted Image
We all have a person we choose to disguise so we may fall in line with Normal thinking, lost adults in a godless neverland searching for a Dormant infant
Life is a parellel universe, no firm holds on worm holes just one way in and no way out with no refunds on your Boarding ticket
Even happyendings all have some Sadness impacted, we are all only wanders on this most Savage of land and my barehands can turn Atoms to ash
Seeing something that isn't Really there, in heaven all angels tip toe on light to Be aware to not be entangled and latched in the Demons snare
Embrace the love and hope then search out the Grief, despair and then ascend to make ammends as relationships form as the most spiraling and Deepest stairs
I see and yet im Still so blind, traveling through the valley of darkness is when one will Feel so alive yet mountains lay ahead that we will need Steel toes to climb
Read deeply into every Last detail that entails the everlasting Encapsuled veil, oceans breaking into drops of water intersceding with a Fastened sail
Falling heart first into that sacred kind of Scary love that most humans in a lifetime will Barely touch enchanted romances with hints of Fairy dust as the moments wind down in reverse the Stairs lead up
Specks of the frey span the rainbows yet still Cemented in grey, all color can fade is the Message portrayed and it takes the dark to get to the light at the End of each day
When signals the Fleeting moments to Cease in motion? Is it from the good things that People notice or do the currents never cease and will forever be meshed at sea in the Deepest oceans
Only nuculear ash when the Calamity simmers picking up on a dolphins sonar from the Manaties flippers, sound into noise into kodak moments that make up all of our Family pictures
Reading between all of these things from the Signs of the stars to the Lights on a car ultimately will Define who we are
I forget that all of the littlest things always have the Biggest impact, appreciate that your not just a number because there is math to be done once the Physics get back
We forget the coolness of water once Place on dryland, we dont appreciate insignificant moments until forced to see the Way that times stands and all the good things encompass once in Satans eye span