in the ends pt. 1

restless nerves in time speed walkin standin still. Causin confusion as caution runs like a cartoon with the thrill. Makin moments last as long as the twilight that wasps the beatin brain. Lettin down emotions as memories fade due to the crypts thought of insane. Victimized by the villain within creatin the cheat codes to protect a pause. Connectin skippin beats on a tightrope high above the bar of expectations. As conversation settles in the ground lost gainin roots eventually ripped by deterioration. Burnin flippin pages as letters ruin to the edge tryin to be heard once last time. In the ends tear drops form periods smudgin the experience in two takes that never align assigned to lips that speak from within the hidden pine........ N the story goes on