Card in a Spoke

Can't see no forms of life

At least there's no sign of it

Crash land in a land

That resembles a pile of shit

Like it's been bombed

Or a victim of some environmental crime

Here it comes

There's no surprise

Where I stand

I can see your master plan

Creeping up even if you don't say it

Hold that pose

I'm the only one who knows

All the visions that my eyes keep seeing

So the feeling goes

I'm a card stuck in the spokes

Can't feel no sense of time

Just aimless thoughts running

Not a sight, not a sound

Just a fractal of the astral plane

That I've been on

Collected pieces of the places I've gone

Well, there it goes

It's all a lie

Where I stand

I can see your master plan

Creeping up even if you don't say it

Hold that pose

I'm the only one who knows

All the visions that my eyes keep seeing

So the feeling goes

I'm a card stuck in the spokes