Autonomy

Galaxies turning into spacetime

Not so exceeded by the black and white

Rainbows that bleed out colorblind

Light that never touched our eyes

I was consumed by your aurora

Born from somewhere in the last world

Only time will tell us how this story goes

Have you ever been there

A glass door between us keeping out the noise

From the empty space between ourselves

Until one day a comet crashed and lightning struck the sky

Have you ever seen one?

Have you ever stopped?

The feeling never stops

The ceilings falling off

The speaker never talks

The wheels are coming off

Colorblind but I still see the patterns in my head

Criticized by everything that no one ever said

Yeah I still see the patterns I still see the patterns

On everything everyone everywhere

And knowing of why we wouldn’t be better off dead