Connected

Are you waiting for me?
Ascending
Watching decay surround
It comes from the ground
Ongoing
We’re cutting it close
But what can be done?
The dust of the day, connected
The dust of the day, connected
Go wander roads of decay
And attempt to collect some light for whoever needs it now
So go and toss yourself around
This absurd trip we are in, it’s all these is
And isn’t it sometimes too crazy to think
That we get so concerned about such insignificant shit
While days erode we won’t get back?
Just fade it out and accept it all for what it really is
Go wander roads of decay
And attempt to collect some light
For whoever needs it now
So go and toss yourself around
This absurd trip we are in
It’s all these is
And isn’t it sometimes too crazy to think
That we get so concerned about such insignificant shit
While days erode we won’t get back?
Just fade it out and accept it all for what it really is
A simple moment in time
And yet we do the opposite
It seems we’re all consumed with the hand of who’s controlling