Tip-Toe the Fault-Line - Sun Caged

There was a time before This multitude of words and measures The truth lies just beneath this subtle eutrophia An elegy to be exhumed They laugh at what I say T

No more than a cardboard stage No struggle for an answer A line for you to sell And no matter what may change Treat your questions like a cancer and In time you

Full circle The wheel The human part of nature To eliminate any chance for the unknown What is a certain future but a life already dead and gone A bird that's f

Playing in a child's game I never saw a meaning in the name And all along I was the one doing the seeking Or so I believed until your arrival Now realize that I