Visit - Laughing At The Past

I fell into a rage
At the light beam's dance of dust
I built myself a robin
But its red breast turned to rust
What's the sense in wondering
When nothing ever happens 'til it does
Laughing at the past
While the future laughs at us
What have I to thank
For this unrelenting birth
And it's constantly revealing
What I do best is makes things worse
First chill then sudden stupor
Of the present's timely thrust
Breaking with the past
While the future breaks with us
Dissolved state
Wake
Dreaming
The pain body
Same fears
Nature's soul throbbing
Old waif
Wailing the
Corybanter
Still raging
Tearing his grays
Fall out and point the way
Where somebody waits for me
So somebody wait for me
Aye I
Set course for Beulah's wake
Where somebody waits for me
So somebody wait for me
Counting down daze
Come grace their bated gaze
Where somebody waits for me
So somebody wait for me
Somebody wait for me
Aye, I melt into grace
In the siren's wax-filled rut
And it mellowed like a bellow
All the yellow in my gut
The end of echo's wandering
Where light waits blanketed by dust
Longing for the past
While the future longs for us

Written by:
Tyler Burba

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