Ashes

I could level aim shoot the blame that just fans the flames
Reach the same conclusions either way you choose to view them
Goals we lose them a flash of real life
Cast 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 while conclusions all accrued
This is a black box recorder from the wreckage with a clue
Started with a fuse lit blew fire spread and grew
Bed of fuel by someone that had followed other shoes
Sick of all the fights, diluted water from the glue
Distorted crystal coastlines with an eyesores and a view
Moved to pastures new slept through regained an appetite
Started to recruit the year that flew before I tried to fly
Then I ran and jumped threw myself off highest heights
But it ain’t about the kinda sore I see no end in sight
Started right headed for the underground to start the climb
The future of our cops are props that promise grand designs
All lazy habits left behind to focus energy and time
Reminders nothing comes to those who stay reclined
Music was my valentine I wrote declared my love declined
Police what was free with practise bars and battled live
They say that honey moves the start of the decline
To us it just improves our sight, opened up the blinds
Basically we waited, through our bridges in the right way
Creating a foundation, a history in the making
Think of something cool 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 day words will never fade away
Decay by age in a galaxy of cyberspace
Moves are made, ripples turn to waves
Is there something left to play for 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 stand and sway
Easter there’s a standaway, we both aim to reach the summit clamber on it come
what may
So till our ashes blow away forget to settle in, get there or die honest fast
despite peddling
Nothing short of everything’s
I hit the drums so hard I rip the whole thing apart
Continuing construction
The wreckage and debris
Rewriting these instructions
Trying to forge the Key
Riding this eruption
Coffin on a tree
A ravenous consumption
Has got me on my knees
My eyes are level with defeat
But I refuse to lose to sleep
Into the abyss
And I’m returning from the deep
And though their plans were pretty steep
I brought my power tools
I’ll see the bruise or Cruise through all these wreckless youtubes
To engage the endgame
Stakes are satisfactory
All in for the clusive
Ready for this battery
And if I ever take the lead
Nobody’s catching me
I jump and touch the telly
Screaming I’m defying gravity
I swagger Bouncing off the walls
My balance shot to shit
On the brink when thinking’s in the past
And I’m lost in the myth
Running hard but is it in a retreat or in a head-on charge
Close my eyes and wait to see these stars I wish upon the dark