Beyond Gone - Past Lives

Seconds swell swell swell to hours

Hours stack stack stack to days

Seasons turning on a fractured axis

Swallowed by a rush so rapid

Oh

No curtain call

Oh

We’re already gone

Oh

No curtain call

Oh

We’re already gone

No broken glass, no violence

Just empty eyes, and silence

Hostel with hollow, incremental

Or russet groves, exponential

Oh

No curtain call

Oh

We’re already gone

Oh

No curtain call

Oh

We’re already gone

Oh

Oh

Oh

Oh

Beyond Gone