I could level, aim, shoot the blame. That just adds to fan the flames

Reach the same conclusions either way you choose to view them

Goals we lose them

A flash of real life casts a shadow using smoke and mirrors

An illusion

I'll hold a funeral just to mark and symbolise the movement

One singular direction split, the plane was hit and doomed

But the crew pursued a meaning, what conclusions drawn or drew?

This is the black box recorder from the wreckage with the clue

Started with a fuse, lit, blew, fire spread and grew

Fed a fuel by someone that had followed others' shoes

Sick of all the fights, diluted water from the glue

Distorting crystal coastlines, building eyesores in the view

Moved to pastures new, slept and grew, regained an appetite

Started to recruit, the year that flew before I tried to fly

Then I ran and jumped, threw myself off the highest heights

But it ain't about the kite that soared; I see no end in sight

It started right, headed for the underground to start the climb

The future of our crops the props that promised grand designs

All Lazy Habits left behind to focus energy and time

Remind us nothing comes to those who stay reclined

Music was my valentine, I wrote, declared, my love decline

Polished what was me with practice bars and battled live

They say the honeymoon's the start of the decline

To us it just improved our sight, opened up the blinds

Patiently we waited, built our bridges in the right way

Creating a foundation, our history in the making

Made it something real that won't get lost in the translation

Even if it's just so I can hear what I've been saying

And with formats these days, words will never fade away

Decayed by age, in a galaxy in cyberspace

Moves are made, ripples turn to waves

Is there something left to play for or is this play just being staged?

Is there time to save the day, or just enough to see it slip away?

I know I've seen some kneel and pray

Me? I'll stand and sway, each to there's a standard way

We both aim to reach the summit, climb or run it, come what way

So until our ashes blow away forget just settling

I'll get there or die on the fastest bike pedalling

Something short of everything's not anything at heart

I hit the drum so hard I ripped the whole thing apart

Continuing construction through wreckage and debris

Rewriting these instructions trying to forge the key

Riding this eruption, puffing on a tree

A ravenous consumption that's got me on my knees

My eyes are level with defeat but I refuse to lose the sleep

Been to the abyss and I'm returning from the deep

And though the climb still pretty steep I brought my power tools

So fuck rules, I'll cruise through on the strength of these few tunes

So engage the end game, the stakes are satisfactory

All in for the clean sweep, ever ready for this battery

And if I ever take the lead nobody's catching me

I'll jump and touch the planets screaming, "I'm defying gravity!"

I swagger bouncing off the walls my balance shot to shit

On the brink where thinking's in the past and I'm lost in the midst

Running hard but is it in retreat or head on charge?

Close my eyes and wait to see the stars, I wish upon the dark!