V1:
You're on your way
Feeble-minded
Brittle fingers
In your grip we trust
You are ever-changing
Contempory
In place of standard
Feel the motivation
On the top rope
You are what you are
Drowning in scenery
Everything is so trivial
And from here to tomorrow
You may not say a word
All things are coated in glass
Never to be touched again
C:
The bottomless
The eternal
Perpetual noise
To replace all of the fake
All has been taken
To the new and abused
Too heavy and deep
V2:
Seeing is concrete
An abstraction isn't pure
So bendable
So unreliable
It's not good for me
Not true
It's not true
Can't take it to heart
Believe me
And show me
Why you've listened
it's sad that you don't like this one because coincidentally i really liked it. maybe not so much as a song, can't really imagine the music it would be set to, but just as a poem i really like it.
shimmer on the fly,
peas and toast.