Myope -

We create reality

And our eyes adjust

To the things we see

It’s not that we’re

So blessed to be

It’s what we make of this

After — all we are, just masses moving

All and all — we are, just masses moving

Make this world into your own

Take this space they call home

It’s the little things

They say, get us by

But i say that is one weak way to die

After — all we are, just masses moving

All and all — we are, just masses moving

Distance and time

Reason the rhyme

Continue through space

Lose our blind faith

And learn what it really tastes like

And learn to be fearless