Entire lives spent finding the seconds intent
it poisons our thoughts and we seem to forget
the seconds end one minute
with no attempt at starting
we rise and fall
all in a circular view
so get it right this time
no second chance to
we rise and fall
into the visions of two
but which is right
when you have fallen through?
stuck with perception of the all eyes looking in
afraid expression winds up breaking the skin
so we sit watching confused
why it all ended so soon
we sold hope to witness it all below
we sold hope a feeling that’s so alone
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