don't

even

don't

even

money

and

others

yeah

I haven't forgotten abou these things, I've invested my energy into a project that appeared almost impossible

there is a lot of work to be done here

motivation

well

it's

back

in

me

so

go

get

mad

or

some

shit

I

don't

really

care

words

and

sounds

in

light

and

the

darkest

silence

let

us

mix

in

fluidity

creating

brilliant

collisions

and

never

be

asked

why

and

on another note

space

is

so

fucking

easy

to

reach

dude

gravity

isn't

what's

holding

us

here

troubles

with

us

walking

away

I

would

make

you

stay

every

single

time

if

I

could

or

if

you

would

 it

pisses

me

off

so

much

sometimes

that

I

wish

I

could

give

up

but

for

some

reason

I

just

cant

couldn't

keep

up

with

half

the

things

that

kept

up

with

me

these

revolutions

turned

some

things

around

just

as

you

bear

a

flag

we

used

to

rip

jokes

about

tell

me

about

your

surroundings

and

where

you

are

right

now

while

you

wait

for

a

future

you

don't

look

forward

to

maybe

we'll

run

like

we

used

to

irritated

by

his

imitations

thought

to

be

flattery

flattery

that

might

be

seen

if

I

were

something

else

tastes and tests

how

far

were

the

lines

I

used

to

cross?

how

far

are

the

lines

now?

always

used

to

be

breaking

them

with

ease

but

to be

breaking

them

here

and

now

has

some

difference

to

it

colorful strides

of

flight

across

still waters