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Look ahead with forward eyes,
and it all stood still for us.
It's either that or run and hide.
So still in fact, that our planted feet
coasted back towards a circumstance
that you would never fathom.
Look ahead with forward eyes.
I've taken my cue,
passed through countless masks,
spit years of plans,
and watched them all fall through.
Your eyes, like mortar,
made of looks to kill.
Reborn but not alive.
A strength for what we lacked in former lives.
Look away. Look away.
We felt the same.
We look the same.
A calander has less time than I do.
This sort of thing was due to expire
in a past life.
And funny how it followed me here
with all the same voices,
cautions,
smiles,
and fears.
I've spread myself too thin again,
I've hollowed out
looking for explanations and found nothing
but my own universe to dwell in again
and I'm not so sure
I've gotten any wiser with age.
I've gotten any wiser with age..