Fighting slow turns
Grip the wheel to counter placating blades and butterflies churning their way
Life came when we blocked the page of dull marks
All the world's scratching analogous lines

Finding height impermanent
It's all an illusion placed in front of law
Wrapped in rooms of clutter as the salve eludes us

We were tied to purpose
but I raced the clock to counter this living wasteland
with emptiness leading the way
Life came when we opted to escape from all the world leading analogous lives

Finding height impermanent
It's all an illusion placed in front of law
Wrapped in rooms of clutter as the salve eludes us

And after all this angst precludes the top
I'll dream of someplace and i'll be aloud to bring time down from the inside
I've stop letting immersion take away my head
when meeting gain can only come from failure

Finding height impermanent
It's all illusion