I waiver you

Sell my soul down an open road

Compared to the nearest point of relative time

I have died and left this world behind

Sense of time

Burnt and the road

Without the place to know

What I have Known

Leave my body behind your eyes

And Seee the twist of mind

This land smells of life

The fire we burn into the nights

Reflect the golden skin of our lovers

Cold septembers

A Julian Life

Know that we tap into minds without frames

Break away the waves

Set the stones in my nose and smell these waves

Bringing the chemicals back to sail

This mastodon of man has start to fail

Birth the summer of this age of man

The coldness will hold your hand

Know that we fling ourselves against the sands

Drifting through this hourglass of man's hands

Follow me to the edge

The high is starting to be again

Run