look ahead with forward eyes and it all stood still for us - it's either that or run and hide so still in fact, that our planted feet coasted back towards a circumstance you would never fathom - look ahead with forward eyes - i've taken my cue, passed through countless masks, spit years of plans and watched them all fall through - your eyes, like mortar, made of looks that can kill - reborn but not alive - a stength for what we lacked in former lives - look away, look away - we felt the same - we look, the same - a calender has less time than i do - this sort of thing was due to expire in a past life - and funn ythat it followed me here with all the same voices, cautions, smiles and fears - i've spread myself too thin again - i've hallowed out logs looking for explanations and found nothing but my own universe to dwell in again - and i'm not so sure i've gotten any wiser with age