Sans Cosm
by Sparta· from Wiretap Scars
Arms open but I've just broken in + though a crack in a long division + can I make a decision, without confusion? + seemed something, but became nothing at all + what happened to the old and stable? + when the powers that be fail + and heads will roll + someday low notes fade away and go true and stale + somewhere words don't crater in at all + currents turn and green lights on my right + these miles hold an infinite time + long enough to remember + and regret precursors + tide turning, foundations shaking away + it's a matter of time and distance + and tested opinions + that force a change + do you owe this? I am what you thought you were + can you pay it? what you've indebted + you're back and forth, you're the lottery