Testo Under Awakening

Once chalked up eyes now turn to color rewind backward glances with no sight reaching sea starts clasping throats spraying into thoughts fear doesnt know have to move along somehow its shaking me awake to finally start realizing this lack of action abates a fate to find inside blinks of where to go the grain we follow is streaking by too slow for these glass words that fall from your lips if i could explain id do it saying nothing nothing at all all these glass words fixed me to fall