You see past your own eyes?
Is it
Nice?
Is it
Pretty?
I've been looking for a while now
It all slips around
As if it were in shallow water
I've been wondering if
It's worth it
I've been wondering what
I'll see
When I wake out
When droop drops
And the eyelids of affliction
Rise to proper pressure
I suspect
It will happen
I suspect
That there's no time for
What is it, then?
What is it there's no time for?
There's no time to flow
Downstream seems now upstream
I float it fast
For all I dream
I wouldn't know though
I've
Never really seen
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