Last week I traded my surprise for your lament  It's older now; the softest dirge, the shrillest cries  Mistook the signs down from the road  But the foul stories recaptured my eyes, I tried    Side by side we look ahead  The rest will read excuses  It's time to spin the other way  Please realize this mystery  Lie for lie they write to me  Inscribed by pens with no ink  See only what the other sees  Try to define infinity    Place your hand at the center other flame  Miles away from normal state  Placate this clash by explaining why  We encourage disguise. Why lie?    Please clarify just what I need