There's something on and off and inconsistent about this. Can you feel it I know I can? Curbside tales of blasphemy, waiting for godot Praying while the continuity skews. There are no words to say, there are no signs to show it, there's no expression to express this thing. Photo filtered tyranny, empty flicker lights. I'm gone, your gone, we're invisible. It presents itself like broken glass...fading away But I never heard the sound...fading away I didn't see it till I was looking back...fading away I guess I'll be seeing you around...fading away If you don't feel the same I understand, because I can walk alone, but I'll miss you when I do. Burnout/Relight...Rush to fill the void. I gave up on you.