Ashley Nielson - Prism

There's no cage for the man locked in prism
Walking a shape though no side has been given not a rivet
But men down even the proud
You can see the height but not a way out
There's no escape for a man locked in prism
Counting the ways to make change but his days remain numbered
Slumbered in chains, crumbled to haze
Plunder pure dust man it's fun

So may it be that a man locked in prism, hasn't seen what a life can be risen
He is blind to the face that he's hidden, so time's ticks stops til he drops
So may it be that a man locked in prism, ever sees what a life can be risen
He could be so much more than he's given, for now he only withers as a man locked in prism

There's no stage for the man locked in prism
He is written for, script automated calls spoken with flaws
Baked beyond raw, comfortable with the norm
You can't hear the storm that bounds it in form
There's not a pace for the man locked in prism
Spaced in places grace cut short
What is reached for, a reason, a season
A fleeing of time tied tight to the grind

So may it be that a man locked in prism, hasn't seen what a life can be risen
He is blind to the face that he's hidden, so time's ticks stops til he drops
So may it be that a man locked in prism, ever sees what a life can be risen
He could be so much more than he's given, for now he only withers as a man locked in prism

He won't see it will he ever hear it, can he even breathe it in a space tamed, framed
Is it night deflecting the light, dark as day with matter in a space tamed, framed
Shaping order, drawn face border, thinker is the maker in a space tamed, framed
Lonely days crave another lane, it isn't theorism, 'tis only his decision

Just a man locked in prism

Written by:
Ashley Nielson

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