Sans Cosm

Arms open but

I've just broken in through a crack in a long division can

I make a decision, without confusion? seemed something, but became nothing at all what happened to the old and stable? when the powers that be fail and heads will roll someday low notes fade away and go true and stale somewhere words don't crater in at all currents turn and green lights on my right these miles hold and infinite time long enough to remember and regret precursors ride turning, foundations shaking away it's a matter of time and distance and test opinions that force a change someday low notes fade away and go true and stale somewhere words don't crater in at all do you owe this?

I am what you thought you were can you pay it? what you've indebted you're back and forth, you're the lottery