breaking the backs of degenerate blues
requires pluck and the right attitude
Veni, Vidi, Vici with no signs of slowing
until your mind shifts and you stop growing
coming about into the twilight years
where'd time go, what do I have to fear?
nothing except the everlooming uncertain
express yourself and remove the iron curtain
because blink and the moments gone
time was finite all along
breath in

breath in

breath in

let it all in

breath in

breathe out
theres words left in your mouth
make eye contact and never waiver
enjoy the connection do yourself a favor
allow the skyline to drift on through
do everything you wanted to do
because as moments become the past
and in the end memory is your last
link to the world that we all live in together
before we all pass away into the nether.