Aperture

When it’s foggy out like this the sun looks just like the full moon on a cloudy mid-autumn

I’m a stickler for punctuation, and I’ve never liked a loose translation

I saw your light shine on through, and got a glimpse of the treasure

Can’t seem to get a hold of it; increase my aperture

The gray and the rain have begun to brew a full uneasy expectation

It’s the kind of a thing if you’re wrong, you roll down the mountain deep into the valley strong

I saw your light shine on through, and got a glimpse of the treasure

Can’t seem to get a hold of it; increase my aperture

I’ve seen the curtain-falling speed of a skyline sunset

I’ve heard the echoed memories of a tragic regret

Let your oil work in deep into the innermost parts

Of my complex beating mechanical heart (and please start to increase my capacity)

I plead the calling I received and vision strength for action

I need at least a brief reprieve from the great distractions