Then you will come for us a slight distance
A fight to win over the reluctant ambiance
We take in a breath only to exhale its poison
Yet it clearly doesn't ever stop in its passing fade
The shadow pulls back the curtain in its imaginative balance
A flight of fancy
Shape through its circumstance will learn to dance
Take in a show you have every right to know
A pulse sent through its tender nerve
As if you haven't learned
Over head shapes coupled by an illusion sent through time
We walk on egg shells sent through barbed wire fences silent glances