You all want a warm center
Metaphorical home
Some overwhelming doctrine
Some leviathan reigning over you
You feel protected in a dangerous world
You want the variety in content
Just to choose the most popular
A gremlin of stimulus and desperation
The twisting fomo in your heart
Each room an attempt at having not being
The everchanging desires writing the conditions
An awkward hand landing in fresh grass heroically
You want an image food for the eyes and soul
rolling on tracks whose vibration could get you to sleep
What´s written in the everchanging whims
Far off stars that won´t exist by the time you arrive at them
Light pouring off them in phantom beams
willow wisps reflecting those false alluring lights
Through a night of lost souls creaming at the streetlights
Making fun of their own shadows standing in the way
Bragging of their eternal wandering
Flinching at the horror of what they have become
Pining insisted on a solid pact with the heart
It feels wrong to rip up the agreement and put flames to it
Everchanging desire could pump it with gasoline
Get that hostile fire up to a frightening speed
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