Matching of what can only be the diffence,
hoping that someone would take the time to listen,
we carrie on
but only to the moment,
driving backwards
we see that time flys fast
from what\'s real
and what\'s illiousion
don\'t take it too far....
its only an antidote,
we play as children,
never to become as adults
for if we do we may lose ourselves,
forced in a world of lies
we have to take part in,
if we don\'t we become involed ourselves,
with mistifying gravity
we are stuck to our notions
born and raised to recieve...
