A sense of violence
We fall like dead leaves
Drifting lost
On a turbulent sea
Decades close in
The shape of things to come
Hollow cold
Flawed perfection
How far can we go?
Horizons extend
We leave more behind
As gravity ends
Lay myself bare
Confessional age
Sympathies shared
At this primitive stage
Decades rebuilt
Years disconnect
You walk away
As I genuflect
How far can we go?
Horizons extend
We leave more behind
As gravity ends