Red Shift

Startled, you listened to your conscience admit one of your qualms
Knowledge rearranging surfaces you'd stood upon
Backward: Your mind was turning inward, untimely in the race
Notions, paralyzers: dissect every single part
Capsized: abreast you had been baptized when you were but a youth
Now I'm convinced there are no Gods or Deities at all

Feel the earth around you shake
The patterns rearrange
But not to let you down
I know it's strange to see me here
Transfixed by your despair that I might go to Hell
Now that everything's unrehearsed
The answer stays the same
Be yours and I'll be mine



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Tempelaere
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