clip started from the end   now we frantically rewind   the brain pulses to show us   that this is not more than a state;   a dream inside many wave lapses   that string along the measure   yielding for no one   grafted skin over years of decay   and it’s expected to heal      which points are start and end?   it feels we’re traveling in rewind   the brain sputters and suddenly knows   this is all just staying awake   but they react as if something’s wielding thoughts for us   the frame is not still, but moving for a purpose      grafted skin starts to swallow decay   and the excess doesn’t feel the power   of standing on the edge of thinking or doing   will we act before it’s too late?      it’s learning how to wait   what we want has to come in patient hours   the world’s not in flat lines   so what makes us think in nothing more?   no use if you live paralyzed   it’s for the taking   pulse of color can be injected      and now we stand   on the edge of thinking or doing   will we act before it’s too late?   it’s learning how to wait   what we want has to come in patient hours   the world’s not in flat lines   so what makes us think in nothing more?   so wait for the off season calm   and embrace the days between heights   looking up in descent only lures he head into false security   we are caught