biking around a blueprint block of
a land in a town that’s died down
everything’s slate, the view is slivered
time to lay down your crown

arms are locked in forced from flailing out
tiny clocks in our heads bang around
evolution, an illusion played out
keep us confused, failing till we phase out

riding around a blueprint block of
a land in a town that’s died down
everything’s slate, the view is slivered
time to lay down your crown

minds are locked in forced from flailing out
tiny blocks in our heads bang around
institution, an illusion grayed out
keep us all bruised, failing till we pass out

nights left you two cold
and i’ve promised you old
the swelling of distance comes creeping and falters my head
the kiss of a close one converting my thoughts to the west

nights left you two cold
and i’ve promised you old
should I expect all the world to just meet me half way
it’s me and my own and my arms will extend everyday