(0209) another mile away

we left in the night, set in our fears. hope restrained by a lack of enthusiasm. a death in the family, but truth will prevail as it always has. the passion comes and goes. it barely ever stays. a word can never say that much, but they can help to pass the day. a waste of time and wasted breath and another mile away. i can’t recall the reasons now because nothing else of that remains. the more things change, the more they stay the same. slow down. speed up. let it go. fictional addiction. make this start again. message to everyone: the revolution has already come and gone.