three steps short of beginning over again
up becomes down within light and dark affairs
and circles start looking more like squares
clarity of mind is but a dream
a state of conciousness i'll never see
yesterday begins where tomorrow bids adieu
hours swallow sanity whole; night is on the move
the clock paces forward, its a promise we still find
cause against you walks the hands of time
silence around a frantic screaming heart
is a desperate fantasy that'll surely fall apart
one second becomes a billion minutes
lets not forget the bomb of age within us
because a billion minutes composes sleepless nights
and the age within us becomes more apparent in bright lights
tragic wishes hanging hopelessly within the sky
are nothing more than flames of hope coming to die
and as this slowly starts to fade, it starts again
three words more than needed to seal the end
because the jar is full of your paper 'i owe yous'
and is empty with all of your missing 'i love yous'
secrets buzz like a hive full of honey-sweet bees
regret begins with the dull sting of your fallacies