Prismatic Room - Crystal Stilts

Been building my life out of distorted fragments

Absorbing light through a prismatic tomb

My mind imbibes the city’s madness

Projecting worlds on the walls of this magic room

This magic room

My prismatic tomb

This prismatic room

My magic tomb

When I conjure memories

They feel like someone else’s

Mere unconscious currency

I adhere to my reflections

In this magic room

My prismatic tomb

This prismatic room

My magic tomb

Been building my life out of distorted fragments

Absorbing light through a kaleidoscopic tomb

My mind imbibes the city’s madness

Projecting worlds on the walls of this cosmic room

This cosmic room

My prismatic room

This prismatic room

My magic room