Lookfar

We rode in

Light on the mage wind

If moving feels brand new

How can I thank you?

Seeing everyone

(Seems like a voice, a robot)

On their way to the cold and quiet light

(Who makes the choice? I’m not)

Standing next to someone that you're like

(A harsh and wild noise in my gut)

What you want, it’s scary but it’s slight

(Seems like a voice)