Testo Beyond Gone

Seconds swell swell swell to hours
Hours stack stack stack to days
Seasons turning on a fractured axis
Swallowed by a rush so rapid

Oh
No curtain call
Oh We're already gone
Oh
No curtain call
Oh
We're already gone

No broken glass, no violence
Just empty eyes, and silence
Hostel with hollow, incremental
Or russet groves, exponential

Oh
No curtain call
Oh
We're already gone Oh
No curtain call
Oh
We're already gone

Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Beyond Gone