Finite
Something stirring up the deaf and blind
Nothing is suspended still
Something whirling around this find
My dreams are meant for you to kill
I guess nobody hears
Nobody sees
I know somebody fears
What’s to be
Tell me sweet little white lies
Send me on my way
Kill me sweet nurture by twice
Live to lie another day
I guess nobody feeds
No one but me
Don’t know whom I bleed
Not a thing to see
Everyone wants to head to the heavens
But, nobody wants to die
Everybody wants to weep beneath the moon
But, no one is willing to pay that price
Bleed the odds the half empty runneth over
From the stones of never finite
Heed the cries then crimson disperse
To the lights of ever ignite
I guess nobody reached
Nobody saw
Dying beyond that breach
Spinals to the walls
Finite