(0320) measuring the distance pt. 2

we learn the lessons. we circle the sun, but our imagination keeps us from having too much fun. we take all these pictures. we archive them by date. the further that we go, the more we hate to wait. understand the bottom is equal to the top so it never really matters what's in between or not. stuck in the mud but still making progress, and i waste all my time on forgetting how to rest. these ideas are worthless. they're all based on a fictional, romantic youth. look at me through open eyes. your eyes show an unknown truth. highs balance out the lows to clear up all the static. thought i knew the ending, and i thought it would be tragic. can't quench the thirst. it's impossible to defeat. send me a ticket just to watch the last one standing silently retreat.

i solved thirty-six equations, and i still could not deny that the disappearance of a face leads to an unfortunate goodbye. in the past, i was a vagrant floating in and out of time. connective tissue is the force that holds us all together when we die.