Glass

Lately there's been a serious rise in the pressure
a tension so visceral we have to take serious measures
listen how the voices speak a merciless din
twisting up the secrets that tomorrow will bring

Through science we find alliance to endure reality
creating blinding lights of fiction as our only clarity
marked by the memories of a future past
it's the begining not the end that we have to reach last

It's a dangerous game to flex with forces untamed
like trying to capture matter for political gain
to plan an excape, relate and penetrate
through the abstract secrets lying in wait

Strange as it may seem but secrets never come clean
the levels are complex, the facts more extreme
dream lines multiply to an nfinite point
twisting like a narrative trying no to disappoint

You and me, me and we
feel the same under duress
take a glancce over your shoulder bwoy
you might see what's coming next
the need to share silence is a necessary mask
securing fear of futurity to the absolute last