The Abyssal Plain - Dawn Ray'd

Either you and I see too much happiness

Or not enough

I can’t remember what we settled upon

Is it the optimism of certain knowledge

Or our current disappointment

That keeps us running ahead?

I heard that you can never truly see the present

That after the time it takes

The light to hit your brain

Everything you see is already past

This leaves us two options

Do we settle for nostalgia as all we’ll ever process

Or delight in the speed

The winding of times path?

We must stop loosing the pressure valves

Let the shadows grow!

This must never be palatable

Let the shadows grow!

The insipid glare of orthodoxy

Conformity’s unforgiving spotlight

Chases magic to the perimeter line

Leaving darkness as our only adventure

For all the times we’ve been sold out

All the land that’s been let down

For all the families poverty drowns

Let the shadows grow!