Images swirling infinite Words breath soundless
Ashes scattered in the ocean Until the waters dry
No one can comprehend
A smile or a grimace
Reality, Symbolic gestures through a window
A path of weathered eyes constructed of time
Far away a mother reposed in denial
Catatonic in the waves of Abstracted assertions
Harmonic sweet desiccation
Dedication to a false concept of
Can he hear me? Can anyone understand what I'm saying?
Am I saying anything at all?
Track Name: Fragments
Attempting to obtain fragments of light audible in a way if you would listen constructing time in moments moving past what has become of our potential falling out of moments of time constructed by a failing clockwork machine living and not accepting abstract aspirations and sliding backwards please help try to understand distorted scattered mindful convalescence refracting inward impressions