Fear in Motion

There is no time

I feel it leaking

SeekingI'm seething with confusion

I'm sliding through your mind

And you, you try to comprehend

NothingThe mind cage of an animal

You swear you saw it

And what did you really see?

What was it?

What of it?

I'm looking through the dark

His red fingers flutter by

His air pushes past over the valleys

I holdWhat was it?

What of it?

He sits in staticgenetically still

The sound finds its way in

Grabs him by his ears

Dragging and screaming through olive glass

What was it?

What of it?

I'm looking through the dark

His red fingers flutter by

His air pushes past over the valleys

I holdSeeing in circles

Trace in tracers

Wheel and angles

Angles within wheels

Seeing in circles

Trace in tracers

Wheel and angles

Angles within wheels

I found no peace in solitude

I found no chaos in catastrophe

I found no peace in solitude

I found no chaos in catastrophe

It's only their words they speak

So speak with your own

With your own