W.I.F.

Tied my flashback in thousand frames and 
Bound the waves in amorphous sand 
Fed my will with the grains of a broken land 
For the memories I yearn to rise and stand 

One-track mind 
Leaving the frozen pulse of entity 
Turn the solitary tide 
We"ll meet again in the place that we used to know 

Still, you"re my intoxication overall 
You"re my only drug for the pain 
And you"re my world in frames 
I need to turn the stones and carve these letters 
(High!) 

Rewinding the years back in the place it all begins 
This poor acceptance is for me to inhale 
Angling the stars in the mind stream 
To make "em shooting till we see 
The stairs conducting to that fainting edge 

To the thrones of my silence 
Abandoned discipline"s steep fences 
Once it all used to be mine 
Now it"s set to turn back the time 
Let my soul refine 

(The polluted mind, world in frames, we are...) 

Clarifying distress for a triumphal re-action 
But my mind is just so closed 
Redefine before the ray of dawn and we are 
On the page to a place called home