Wavelet

Timeline shift the glow slow, amend the dojo The unseen skyline gives the ghost glow Zip for slo-mo The young dream nap mess dipped and go paint As if they won't stay in a blank page, comrade The boy, the ghost train, subtracts the close chain The man's rage won't stay cage forever Stay painful pleasure, the hypnosis may change love to fear or worse for bell You may own this and never owner stretch of the land Outstretching your hand and getting no change All about protecting the firm from the depths of the sand We stay close range, stranded in the heart of the Sea Shining the lap, the lonely horse club Anger in the arms of the pity puff passing the pain Gripping the Parse bar, bankers with their palms on the sea Eyes in the tower milk, and the cash cow builders of a fantasy world Tower some power watching it crash down, way out Further than the edge, perching on the ledge Just working on the sketch fade out, searching for the meds Nurses for the heads, just working on the stress, small ripples Turn into waves, we ride them out until the shores crash drifting Won't trickle down to my page, I'm hiding out with a draw stash, twisting