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Specular Reflection
by Between the Buried and Me
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A twisted crash, vibrations forming my personal currency
A lifeline, a sweatbox, the linear mind as one
Who would have thought?
This distant face
Distant life, never before seen
Deep sleep in deep sea. Nerves are torn from their ends
It has been three nights and still the puzzle is cut by a shaky hand
Carved out of improper materials, imperfect directions
A crushing sound soon awakes. Where am I?
The taste of sand wipes away the grime of my past life, the life I fled, the grip I loosened
It has all caused an even pressure. The kind they show us on our screens
I've become what I've force fed my entire life, a drifter's dream, a loner's mind
Wanting what they have, their perfect smiles and heartless lusts
On night four they come back
Awaking a new life. Over and over, like I've been there before
Living and breathing, but still choking
A mirror stares back. I contort like the wheels in my head, still nothing happens
Please wake up
I open my eyes to the smell of morning skin
The soft touch of your hair
Your breath I breathe in
The reality chases and catches up on actual alertness
I'm awake, a daydream, alone. Silence
This is the last few years rolled into one instance
I need something new
I jerk back in and out of a daydream self
A backwards day
Water surrounds
A cool breeze wrapping its smell around my skin
The midday siren awakes what was a false idea of sleep
Daydream society. Walking past what we used to see
Beginning again
(The runners come to a halt. The air seems half full)
Walking into a certain state of suffocation
Confusion surrounds, day after day
The questions I face, the dealings I deal
Do I complete me? Do I complete humanity?
This day will determine it all
Mirror stares back again. I contort like the wheels in my head
Still nothing happens
Please wake up
Please wake me up
A twisted crash, vibrations forming my personal currency
A lifeline, a sweatbox, the linear mind as one
Who would have thought?
This distant face
Distant life, never before seen
Deep sleep in deep sea. Nerves are torn from their ends
It has been three nights and still the puzzle is cut by a shaky hand
Carved out of improper materials, imperfect directions
A crushing sound soon awakes. Where am I?
The taste of sand wipes away the grime of my past life, the life I fled, the grip I loosened
It has all caused an even pressure. The kind they show us on our screens
I've become what I've force fed my entire life, a drifter's dream, a loner's mind
Wanting what they have, their perfect smiles and heartless lusts
On night four they come back
Awaking a new life. Over and over, like I've been there before
Living and breathing, but still choking
A mirror stares back. I contort like the wheels in my head, still nothing happens
Please wake up
I open my eyes to the smell of morning skin
The soft touch of your hair
Your breath I breathe in
The reality chases and catches up on actual alertness
I'm awake, a daydream, alone. Silence
This is the last few years rolled into one instance
I need something new
I jerk back in and out of a daydream self
A backwards day
Water surrounds
A cool breeze wrapping its smell around my skin
The midday siren awakes what was a false idea of sleep
Daydream society. Walking past what we used to see
Beginning again
(The runners come to a halt. The air seems half full)
Walking into a certain state of suffocation
Confusion surrounds, day after day
The questions I face, the dealings I deal
Do I complete me? Do I complete humanity?
This day will determine it all
Mirror stares back again. I contort like the wheels in my head
Still nothing happens
Please wake up
Please wake me up
