Summa
Well I watch you lay
As each thought passes
And then decays
A moment too soon
A chance taken too late
Well my sweet love
You know I can't be another case of fate
Because I'm living within the lucid state
Yes as of late
Please demonstrate and indoctrinate me
Slow down we don't need proof
We can be alien and aloof
To the bonds we've made
And the bonds that we lose
This world is a canvas
We paint that which we choose
Don't you ever give way
To what's precious in truth
Your demeanor
Yes you seem to contemplate the way
In which your body
Moves along to the sway
Final residuals at last
Well they burn away
Why do we simply relay
These thoughts rather estranged
Suppose we play by the rules
Yet I can't stand this game
Slow down we don't need proof
We can be alien and aloof
To the bonds we've made
And the bonds that we lose
This world is a canvas
We paint that which we choose
Don't you ever give way
To what's precious in truth
My mind's a speeding train
Constantly forging a new domain
Between my love and my disdain
Infatuated with thoughts that remain
Within the open skyline
Would you consider or define
This everlasting sequence
Lost to the depths of time
Consider our beginning
As ending a piece of our mind
Which was confined
In our hearts that coincide
Slow down we don't need proof
We can be alien and aloof
To the bonds we've made
And the bonds that we lose
This world is a canvas
We paint that which we choose
Don't you ever give way
To what's precious in truth
As each thought passes
And then decays
A moment too soon
A chance taken too late
Well my sweet love
You know I can't be another case of fate
Because I'm living within the lucid state
Yes as of late
Please demonstrate and indoctrinate me
Slow down we don't need proof
We can be alien and aloof
To the bonds we've made
And the bonds that we lose
This world is a canvas
We paint that which we choose
Don't you ever give way
To what's precious in truth
Your demeanor
Yes you seem to contemplate the way
In which your body
Moves along to the sway
Final residuals at last
Well they burn away
Why do we simply relay
These thoughts rather estranged
Suppose we play by the rules
Yet I can't stand this game
Slow down we don't need proof
We can be alien and aloof
To the bonds we've made
And the bonds that we lose
This world is a canvas
We paint that which we choose
Don't you ever give way
To what's precious in truth
My mind's a speeding train
Constantly forging a new domain
Between my love and my disdain
Infatuated with thoughts that remain
Within the open skyline
Would you consider or define
This everlasting sequence
Lost to the depths of time
Consider our beginning
As ending a piece of our mind
Which was confined
In our hearts that coincide
Slow down we don't need proof
We can be alien and aloof
To the bonds we've made
And the bonds that we lose
This world is a canvas
We paint that which we choose
Don't you ever give way
To what's precious in truth
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Andovic
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