Further - Infant Island

And nothing ever escapes the end

And I’ve synchronized reactions to fall apart

Or withstand in turmoil

Is our youth all that we have

To lay further inward

Ever graceful into oblivion

I don’t want to

Corners bleak

So I pour them out over the sunlit floor

Until totality fulfilled emptiness

Arms tucked into your stomach

Unbearable and unknown

What follows

Ever graceful into oblivion

I’ve given in

I feel further from God

And I feel further from earth

And I feel further from all of the things

The things which I should put first

‘Cause I don’t know what’s left to do

And I don’t know where’s left to go

And I don’t see how life can move past this point

When the motion of time is so slow