My meaning seems ill and faded,
Heart still studders to speak out to rough time...

Mr. Television gives all his insight,
As the people reach out and grab on tight...

Here we sit,
And laugh in the face of our past destruction...

Transparent form,
I see right through you...

Humor is nothing but a murmur,
Truths` voice is deep and thick...

Curiosity,
Force us to bounce against the sacred walls...

Legacy remind memory,
Rewind audio to comprehend...

Human anatomy summon the awareness of health,
Though to occupied with strong desire...

Testing the realm of consciousness,
All that`s infinite, and still in between...

Inviting lend of a soft hand,
With attachment, lust will understand...

Hide away into the water,
Run away from the stars` sky...